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"He didn't tell us anything," said the interrogator as the guards dragged the semi-conscious man into the room. The chief glared at them.

"Nothing? You promised it would work."

The interrogator snapped, "You didn't tell me he was a professional. He's the toughest subject you've given me."

"Nobody's that tough," sighed the chief. "Still, it would appear we need to think again. Strap him in."

Wolf felt himself being fastened in to a chair. It was a comfy chair, and after the rigours of however long he had been tortured for, very welcome. He continued to feign unconsciousness, hope to learn something of his captors' plans. He was out of luck, however, as suddenly there came a sharp stinging in his forearm. Drugged. Ah, well, he thought as his senses started to fade away, at least I'll get some rest...

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"He didn't tell us anything," said the interrogator as the guards dragged the semi-conscious man into the room. The chief glared at them.

"Nothing? You promised it would work."

The interrogator snapped, "You didn't tell me he was a professional. He's the toughest subject you've given me."

"Nobody's that tough," sighed the chief. "Still, it would appear we need to think again. Strap him in."

Wolf felt himself being fastened in to a chair. It was a comfy chair, and after the rigours of however long he had been tortured for, very welcome. He continued to feign unconsciousness, hope to learn something of his captors' plans. He was out of luck, however, as suddenly there came a sharp stinging in his forearm. Drugged. Ah, well, he thought as his senses started to fade away, at least I'll get some rest...