freedom theatre: persona 6

Interrogation Begins

Goro Akechi was in an interrogation room.

But he was on the wrong side of the chair.

He was awaiting his interrogator. Having Sae doing it would be uncomfortable, but getting arrested on murder charges is generally an uncomfortable experience.

He heard vague footsteps from the outside of the door. A vaguely male shadow was there. The door creaked open.

Akechi's expression flipped from flippant to angry.

"What god thought it was a good idea to let you interrogate me?" He'd been interrogated by this person before, and it wasn't pretty. "You don't even work with the police."

"I have a special permit. 1st degree murderers require special supervision. Besides, I'm the only one who can work with the supernatural stuff. Well, the only one who can talk to the police."

Before Akechi stood a teenager around his age. He was wearing a simple black long sleeved t-shirt and blue jeans, but Akechi knew this was a front.

"Look, Dylan. You won't be able to get anything out of me. Staying silent or not will still give me a life sentence. I'll be transferred, likely to America so I can serve my sentence as an adult, or maybe get the death penalty." Akechi then leaned back in his chair.

"That is, if you can pin anything on me. It's a miracle I'm allowed to be held here. My lawyers are on their way. Holding a client because of suspected supernatural activities? Shibuya's police department will have a very small budget."

Dylan smiled. "Sure, you won't go to any jail you know of."

Akechi's brow furrowed.

"Why are you smiling?

"Why? Cause I get to leave very soon. Ya see, I won't be interrogating you. Sure, it'll look like that on camera. But you'll be talking to some very different people."

The interrogation room was moving. The walls were thriving a different colour.

Akechi was no longer sitting at a desk. He was sitting on a bed. He looked to see bars with a room covered in velvet beyond them.

"What the-" Akechi was silenced by a man hitting the bars.

"Silence."

Akechi saw Dylan standing beyond the bars. He had a mask on, along with a tuxedo.

"This is Theodore. He's kindly agreed to assist me with this, to fill in the gaps in this story. And, to that end, how you're alive." Akechi started, but Dylan moved his finger and no words came out.

"We know who helped you. We need to know how." Dylan extracted a scroll from his sleeve, one that wasn't there previously.

"Here's my testimony. Thanks a bunch, Theo." Theodore bowed.

"Only doing what I can to help Igor."

Theodore gesture to a cell, that quickly shifted into a door. Dylan walked out into blackness,and then a place. An office. Dylan looked out a glass window. He was in a skyscraper. The view never ceased to amaze, namely since Dylan couldn't see the ground. A man with a hooked nose was sitting at a desk. A girl was sitting beside.

"We have Akechi. Hopefully he'll give out some leads on Joker soon."

Igor nodded.

"Well done."

"Sorry I can't stay, I have to go to Kichijoji. Give Margaret and Elizabeth my regards."

Igor nodded once more. With Akira gone, all their hopes rested on a boy carrying death on his shoulders.

He needed to do his job.

"I'll assume you want to read this?" Theodore asked. Akechi nodded, seething. He had come back to life just for this. To be replaced. To have the Phantom Thieves do everything they did again.

He knew he'd be here for a long time, so he began to look over the testimony.