whumpthisway reblogged
Broken
• Masterlist •
Warnings: Mentioned past torture.
Right Hand sat in the interrogation room. They had nothing to worry about, the team was well and operating with a high success rate.
But they knew they weren't called to this room to take compliments. They tried to keep their composure but couldn't stop themselves from leaning on the edge of the chair and stiffen their back as the door opened.
A figure entered the room, sitting in front of them without looking at their face. The lights dimmed, the small red light of the camera hanging on the corner of the room flickering. The interrogator opened the voice recorder on the table, finally raising their head from the files.
"I hope you're settling well into your new position."