Agent 294

"I'm not really fond of repeating my words," I threatened as I inched closer to his almost lifeless body that's hanging on the wall. I must say, I've done a pretty decent job tying him up that well given the tight time frame I had. His nose-just like the rest of his body - was broken and bleeding. I looked up to his eyes, more like the two bruised balls in front of me, and pointed the gun at his head. "Where is it?" I asked in a venom-like, deadly voice as I pressed the gun into his head.

He grunted licked his lips. He lifted his head the tiniest bit upwards and tried to look at me in a what he sure hopes is a threatening look. I nearly snorted. He stared at me for a good 5 seconds and I thought he was finally going to give in. That was until I was surprised by blood being spat on me. "Fuck you," he hissed.
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My name is Agent 294, and I'm your worst nightmare.