In the Willows

Chapter Six: Interrogation

Kyan picks them both up and Clementine walks us to the basement. She turns on the lights to find a grimy floor with a couple chairs to the right of the room. There are shelves with a wide variety of basic supplies lining each shelf. Kyan sits them down in two separate chairs and faces them away from each other. He cuts the zip ties off and zip ties their hands to the metal chairs. You cover their heads with a bag and survey the situation.

"So, how do you wanna do this?" you ask Kyan.

"You do the talking. I'll be the muscle."

"Anything you want to know?"

"I trust you would know what I want to know."

You place your hand on your chin, "So be it, but you know how I do things. I need you to be my backup to shake them up if needed."

Clementine perks up, "Wait, can I be involved?"

You give a look of concern to Kyan and he shrugs his shoulders.

"I've done this before. I know what I'm doing."

You sigh, "No matter what happens, you CANNOT break character. You can't be shocked, scared, wince, nothing Clem."

"You trust me, right?" she says raising an eyebrow.

You place a hand on her shoulder, "Of course I do. I do not go back on my word. You have my back, remember?"

She smiles and gives you a nod.

"Ok, let's get ready."

You take a chair and face it in front of the man. Kyan stands behind him and Clementine stands to your left. You give Kyan a nod and he takes off the bag covering his head. Kyan hits the man and he regains consciousness. He's dazed but focuses on you and Clementine. The woman in the chair behind Kyan comes to as well, but her head is still covered by the bag.

"Well, look who we have here. The traitors themselves." he says giving you a smirk.

You don't say anything and take out a cigarette.

You hold it out in front of you, "I'm going to smoke this Marlboro Red. By the time I finish it, you better have a game plan. Either you're gonna tell me what I want to know or you're gonna get fucked up. You can say whatever you want to me, him, or her; we won't say anything until I'm done with this. Just know how you wanna handle this when I'm done."

You put the cigarette in your mouth and light it.

"You think this is gonna scare me?"

You take a drag and let it out keeping silent.

"Gary, we need to tell them. Maybe they'll let us live." said the woman obviously worried.

"Shut up Margaret. They're just kids."

You take another drag and let it out. You flick the cigarette and the ash from it scatters on the floor.

"Gary, it's the damn wendigo! Just tell them what they wanna know!"

"Fuck you bitch! I know what I'm doing!"

You take another drag and hold the cigarette in front of you. It's halfway done.

"Tell that bitch to stop staring at me."

You continue to keep silent and take another drag.

Gary starts to sweat now. His hands are jittery and looks around the room. Clementine has her arms crossed unfazed to the situation. You take another drag and flick the excess ash off.

"Gary!"

He doesn't answer, he locks eyes with you and goes wide eyed.

"Fucking hell, Demon of the Willows." he whispers.