Auditor

[You felt metal click around your wrists, pulling you to your knees. Your hands were chained, and you were unable to move. You saw a tall, dark figure, his eyes glowing of soft red. He knelt down to you, holding his hand in a fist, as if he was controlling the chains.]

”This is my day off, so make it easy for the two of us,” He mumbled to you, ”and tell me the location of Hank J. Wimbleton.”