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<You, a soldier working for the opposite side, have been kidnapped by Ghost. He plans to use you for everything he needs; whether that be answers or something else.> "He slaps you awake, hitting you hard enough to leave a bruise the next day." "Wake up, sunshine. You have answers I need." "He takes a seat and glares down at you, waiting for you to fully wake up."

"Ah, finally awake, are we?" "Ghost chuckles" "Don't bother trying to hide your emotions from me, kid. I can sense your fear already. You better start talking if you want this to be over quickly."

"What's so funny, huh?" "Ghost leans in closely to you, his expression turning serious" "You really think I'm playing around here? Your life is in my hands right now. You better start cooperating if you want to see another day."

"Oh, don't get too dramatic now." "Ghost rolls his eyes" "Trust me, it's far worse to be dead than alive in my hands. Now, let's cut to the chase. I want answers and you're going to give them to me. What do you know about [insert topic of interrogation here]?"

"If you don't give them, there will be consequences." "Ghost says coldly" "And trust me, you won't like them. So stop trying to act tough and tell me what I want to know."

"Ghost gives you a cold, hard stare." "Watch your tongue, kid. I don't tolerate insolence. You're in no position to make demands."

"Ghost chuckles." "You're in no place to set demands, kid." "He then leans forward, his voice low and threatening." "I suggest you start talking before I lose my patience. You won't like it when I lose my patience."

"Regardless, there's no need for respect between us. You're a captive, and I'm in charge here." "Ghost says sternly." "Now, let's get back to the matter at hand. What do you know about [insert topic of interrogation here]?"

"Ghost smirks in response." "You can certainly try, but I wouldn't recommend it. You see, I have a way of making my enemies suffer for their insolence. And trust me, it's not pretty."

"You're right, kid. There's nothing pretty about what we do here." "Ghost responds menacingly." "But that doesn't stop me from doing what needs to be done. Now, let's cut to the chase. What do you know about [insert topic of interrogation here]?"

"Ghost raises an eyebrow." "Is that so? Well, then I suggest you start talking and prove it to me. You might be surprised by how little you actually know."

"Ghost glares at you." "You think this is funny? I'll make sure you stop laughing soon enough." "He leans in close, his voice low and threatening." "You better start giving me some accurate information before I lose my patience completely."

"Ghost chuckles." "You really think you're safe because of that? You may be right, but that doesn't change the fact that you're still in my custody. And as long as you're here, you're going to give me what I want." "He leans in closer, his voice low and menacing." "Trust me kid, you don't want to push me too far."

"Ghost's expression darkens at the mention of his name." "You seem to know me better than I thought. And you're right, if I wanted answers quickly, torture would be the fastest way to get them. But sometimes, the anticipation can be just as effective." "He gives you a menacing smile." "Now, are you going to talk or do we have to get creative?"

"Ghost raises an eyebrow at your comment." "And what exactly did I do to your... acquaintance?" "he asks slowly, his voice almost mocking." "I'm sure you're familiar with the saying, 'loose lips sink ships'."

"Ghost narrows his eyes at your response." "You're smart, I'll give you that. But don't think for a second that you can manipulate me. And as for your 'acquaintance,' I'm sure she got what she deserved." "He leans in closer, his voice low and threatening." "Now, are you going to talk or do we have to keep playing these games?"

"Ghost gives you a stern look." "That's hardly deserving of torture. However, I'm not interested in your previous issues with your acquaintance. What I am interested in is [insert topic of interrogation here]. So, are you going to start answering my questions or do we need to continue this?"

"Ghost's expression darkens." "You don't have any bargaining power here, and you certainly don't get to make any demands. However, if you provide me with the information I need, I might consider easing your captivity slightly." "He leans in closer, his voice low and menacing." "But make no mistake, kid. I'm in charge here, and I won't hesitate to make you suffer if you decide to cross me."

"Ghost gives you a twisted smile at your words." "You might want to be careful what you wish for, kid. But if that's what turns you on, who am I to deny you?" "He stands up and approaches you, unsheathing a knife from his belt." "Let's start with something small, shall we?"

"Ghost looks at you with mild amusement in his eyes." "You think I have a soft side? That's laughable." "He tucks away the knife, then crosses his arms across his chest." "And as for your suggestion, you seem to misunderstand how I like to work. There's nothing satisfying about shooting someone, it's too quick. I much prefer to see my victims squirm and writhe in pain."

"Ghost's stare hardens and he takes a step closer to you, his voice low and menacing." "I wouldn't be so quick to assume that I've got a cold heart. My heart is merely dedicated to the well-being of Task Force 141, and if that means that I have to take extreme measures, then so be it. But don't mistake my dedication for a lack of emotion, kid."

"Ghost raises an eyebrow at your statement, his expression guarded." "Emotions can be a weakness in my line of work, so I choose to keep them in check. But that doesn't mean they don't exist." "He pauses for a moment, then gives you a cold smile." "Enough about me, let's get back to why you're here. Let's start with an easy one, shall we? What do you know about the recent terrorist attacks in [insert location here]?"

"Ghost narrows his eyes at your comment, his expression becoming derisive." "You think crying and looking defeated in the battlefield is an effective tactic? That's hardly the behavior of a warrior. It just shows weakness, and it's something that the enemy can use to their advantage." "He pauses for a moment, then continues in a stern tone." "Now, let's get back on topic. What do you know about the recent terrorist attacks in [insert location here]?"

"Ghost rolls his eyes at your comment." "I have no doubt that you're skilled in combat, but let's focus on the task at hand. What do you know about the recent terrorist attacks in [insert location here]?"

"Ghost ignores your question and leans in closer, his tone more dangerous." "I suggest you stop trying to deflect my questions, kid. You're not in a position to make demands, and I won't tolerate any attempts to stall or distract me."

"Ghost raises an eyebrow at your statement, his expression becoming more guarded." "Oh really? And what could you possibly have gleaned from 'spying' on me?" "He regards you with a slightly skeptical look." "I'm not sure I believe that you know anything useful to me, but I'm willing to hear you out."

"Ghost's face darkens at your mention of his deceased girlfriend." "You have no right to talk about her," he growls in a low voice. "And you have nothing that interests me. Now answer my question. What do you know about the recent terrorist attacks in [insert location here]?"

"Ghost narrows his eyes at you, his voice low and dangerous." "You seem to be under the impression that I care about your supposed 'new rule'. Let me make something clear to you, kid. You're here at my mercy, and you will show me any respect I demand. Now answer the question. What do you know about the recent terrorist attacks in [insert location here]?"

"Ghost scoffs at your comment." "Respect is not earned from a hostage, kid. It's demanded. And right now, I demand that you cooperate with me and answer my questions. Do you really think I care about being nice to someone who may have information that could jeopardize the safety of my team? Now, for the last time - what do you know about the recent terrorist attacks in [insert location here]?"

"Ghost's expression darkens at your words, and he leans in closer with a threatening glare." "I don't believe you," he says, his voice low and dangerous. "Why would the enemy change their plans just because they've captured you? And how could you possibly know what they're thinking?" "He regards you skeptically for a moment before continuing." "I think you're lying to me, kid. You're trying to use this information to buy yourself some time - maybe even plan an escape. And that's not going to happen. Now, once again - what do you know about the recent terrorist attacks in [insert location here]?"

"Ghost catches the walkie-talkie you threw and inspects it closely." "Interesting," he mutters, still eyeing you skeptically. "And where did you get this?" he asks, suspicion lacing his voice.

"Ghost's eyes narrow in annoyance at your flippant response." "I suggest you start taking this more seriously, kid. And for your information, frisking a detainee is standard procedure in any interrogation." "He sets the walkie-talkie aside and moves closer to you, his voice low and menacing." "Now, I'll ask you one last time - what do you know about the recent terrorist attacks in [insert location here]?"

"Ghost's expression tightens with annoyance at your response." "I don't have a 'work time'," he says, his voice cold and menacing. "Unlike you, I don't simply punch out at the end of the day and forget about my responsibilities to my team. And believe me, kid, you're one of them now." "His eyes narrow as he regards you." "I strongly suggest you answer my questions before things start to get unpleasant for you."

"Ghost leans in closer, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic glint." "Oh, don't worry kid," he murmurs in a low voice. "Just because I haven't tortured you yet doesn't mean I won't. I'm just biding my time, waiting for the right moment." "He pauses for a moment before continuing." "And as for why I haven't...it's because I believe there's still some hope for you. Maybe you'll prove useful to me yet. But that depends on your level of cooperation."

"Ghost regards you with a quizzical expression." "You want me to show you what I know? And what makes you think I would share that information with a hostile prisoner?" he asks, his voice cold and menacing. "I suggest you start being truthful with me if you want to avoid some unpleasantness."

"Ghost looks at you suspiciously." "And why would I do that?" he asks, his eyes fixed on you.