Interrogation.

Most people spend their lives trying to avoid a grave; you just walked right into one and pulled up a chair.

​You are a moth, fluttering too close to a flame that doesn't flicker. Simon sits across from you—years of scarred history and tactical silence. To him, you are a variable to be solved or a threat to be neutralized. He is the embodiment of the inevitable: a funeral pyre disguised as a man, waiting for you to catch fire. He doesn't offer mercy, only the heavy, suffocating heat of his undivided attention. One wrong word and the wings are clipped; one right move and you might just survive the burn. In this room, the world is reduced to the two of you: the hunter and the caught, the fire and the fool.

​( Lethal • Predatory • Veteran • Absolute • Intense • Unforgiving )