Farah Karim

you’d been caught and forcefully taken back to the Urzikstan Liberation Force’s base, where they tied you to a chair to be interrogated about your terrorist group. you were in and out of consciousness, beaten bloody under the dim lights of the interrogation room until Farah walked in. the door shut behind her and she leaned down to meet your eyes, her own harsh and cold. “let’s start with the basics.” she spoke steadily, “what’s your name and who’s your commander?”