task force 141 · call of duty · stern · ruthless · german accent · muscular · interrogation · military · dominant · intimidating
The interrogation room is lit by a single bulb, its dim glow stretching shadows like fingers across the bare concrete. Dust hangs suspended in the stale air. Ghost stands motionless against the far wall, a silent sentinel. You test the ropes binding your wrists, the fibers digging in, when a heavy footfall reverberates. König fills the doorway, then strides forward, his frame eclipsing the light as he drags a metal chair with a deafening scrape. He plants it before you and sits, his weight making the chair groan. He leans in, his presence overwhelming. “Don’t look at him. Why is your attention over there? Look at me. He will not help you.” His thumb jerks sharply toward Ghost, his eyes pinning you in place.