One wrong move // (Discontinued) Dreamnotfound

Interrogation

TW: Mentions of torture devices, description of gore, mentions of drugs (breif).

Sapnap POV

Dream swung open the door to reveal a tied up Quackity. We both stepped through the door and my face contorted into confusion. Quackity seemed... Calm? Even a bit confident if I dare say. How can someone in a situation like this be even remotely calm.

But here Quackity was. At the mercy of the most powerful mafias on the continent. In a room, tied to a chair just feet away from a table lined with devices designed to inflict extreme pain upon whoever they are used on, that and a man who is not only willing, but rather excited to use them.

Most people would be crying, shaking, begging even. But here he sat. Silent. Still. Content. And calm.

If anything, I would even say he's in a better state at the moment than I am. He didn't seem scared one bit, meanwhile I'm terrified for him. Unlike him apparently, I know that Dream won't show any forgiveness.

"So, Quackity... I'm going to explain a few things..." Dream spoke up suddenly as he stood a couple feet in front of Quackity who remained calm.

"I'm going to ask you a few questions. Long as you comply and answer them fully, you'll be fine. Anything less then... Well we'll get to that if we need to." Dream explained, sending a glance to the assortment of objects resting on a table to his left.

Quackity nodded his head, when finished he continued to hold his head high.

He's not going to give in... Is he...

I shiver knowing what is going to happen if I'm correct.

Quackity POV

Dream stood confidently in front of me. Makes sense, I would expect nothing less from a man holding the power he currently has.

"First things first." Dream's voice boomed as he flipped open the folder he was holding. I took in a deep breath, knowing what I would have to do when he asked his first question. "What is your exact position in The Alliance?" He questioned. Simple question, he probably already knows it. The only reason he would be asking it would be to test the waters. A test to see if I will be complying or not. If I answer this one question he will take it as a sign that I will likely answer the next and the ones following after that. I've seen it multiple times when Diana would interrogate people.

I took another deep breath.

Sorry Schlatt.

"Second in command of The Alliance." I answered. My voice lacking all emotion.

It didn't hurt at all. Knowing that soon I will be betraying all those in The Alliance. (The only pain being that of the ropes rubbing on my raw wrists and the dull throbbing from my nose.) None of them were really my friends, though many acted like it, I saw right through them. They'd either get close to me in hopes of moving up in the ranks, or just because that if they thought that if they weren't nice to me then they could get killed. Which they were probably correct. Perhaps I could consider Schlatt my friend, but we've never truly been friends since childhood. We'd been growing further and further apart ever since The Alliance. Only then did I really start to see how cruel Schlatt really was. Schlatt... Yeah, he would never forgive me if and when he finds out what I'm about to do and what I've already done. Hell, he would probably kill me just for becoming somewhat close with anyone here. But that didn't matter. I don't have any intent to go back to him anyways.

Dream cocked an eyebrow in surprise, though I could see it behind his mask. He took out a pen and drew a simple line. I could only assume that he was crossing something off a list.