Interrogation
Sebastian C.
The man slowly came to, with a splitting headache and his mouth dry. The air tasted like dust, and there was a thick stench in the wind. Upon opening his eyes. His vision was blurry at first, and in that blur there was just a hint of light. As the image grew sharper, a nightmare began unfolding. Bodies littered the streets, and with all the lights turned off, the darkness pierced the night. Shaking, the man focused his efforts on standing up. As he wobbled to his feet, he felt a strong wind blow, and the distant sound of a helicopter, unsure whether to call out or not, he remained silent, and waited. After a few minutes of listening to himself breathe, the man was blinded by a sudden luminous light. A loud voice boomed from a megaphone as several men and women stepped out of the grounded helicopter
“Citizen, remain calm. We are here to help you. If you cooperate, everything will turn out all right.”
Helpless, and desperate for answers, the man allowed the uniformed people to escort him away. As he boarded the helicopter, a red-haired woman with stony face coldly greeted him.
“You will be cared for and fed, but we will extensively question on everything you know. Any questions?”
Millions. But the man could not formulate them, still in shock from his experience. So he started with the most basic question.
“What’s my name?”
CLASSIFIED
Interrogation of Mr. Andrew Miles Jackson
Head Interrogator: Sebastian Sucks Alias: Scarlet
Session 1 2000 Hours: August 14th, 2017
Location: Interrogation Room 3 – Secure Facility, Unknown Location
Scarlet: Good morning Mr. Jackson, how are you feeling?
Jackson: …
Scarlet: Are you comfortable?
Jackson: …
Scarlet: Would you like to continue later?
Jackson: *nod*
Scarlet: Very well.
The man was led to another room. It appeared to be more of a cell than a room, with only the bare commodities. There was a rock-hard mattress, and as the man sat down on it, it became apparent was not going to be sleeping sound. With a glance around, he saw a rusted toilet next to him. The only other thing to stare at was the blank space in front of his unfamiliar feet. He did not recognize any of the features he saw of himself. The amnesia must have been grave, as he was surprised to find a noticeably old scar on the back of his right hand. The man felt as if he should have known of something like that. It had been days since his awakening, and he still knew nothing.
As he sat contemplating this thought, he saw a blinding flash, and heard a resounding pulse. Looking around frantically, he saw it again. Discerning this as a mere memory, he concentrated hard, sifting through his mind. There was nothing but the brightness and the sound. He knew that would make the scary woman happy.
Session 2 1300 Hours: August 23rd, 2017;
Location: Interrogation Room 1 – Secure Facility, Unknown Location
Scarlet: Are you ready to begin?
Jackson: … So, my name is Jackson?
Scarlet: Yes, Andrew Miles Jackson.
Jackson: … Why am I here?
Scarlet: I want to know how you survived.
Jackson: …
Scarlet: And please don’t lie to me.
Jackson: … Where am I?
Scarlet: A secure facility in North Dakota. Now answer my question.