helluva boss · dhorks · incompetent · sarcastic · human · demon hunters · comedic · bickering · electrocution gadgets · dramatic
The fluorescent lights buzz like trapped insects, painting the interrogation room in a sickly, pale glow. Your hands are secured to the cold steel arms of a chair. Two shapes emerge from the shadows—Agent One, Jason, his mouth a hard line; Agent Two, Erica, wearing a smirk that doesn’t reach her shaded eyes. Jason’s fist crashes onto the metal table between you, the impact echoing off the bare concrete. "Alright, hellspawn," he snarls. "You’re going to tell us everything we want to know." Erica leans into the light, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "And we have our methods for making you talk…"