《Eternal Requiem》Echoes of Interrogation
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“State your name.”
“Kage”
“Last name,”
“I don’t have one,”
“Place of birth?”
“I don’t know,”
“Age?”
“I don’t know either”
“And you say you suffer from amnesia correct?”
“Something like that.”
“Yes or no”
“Yes.”
“And that would be your first lie,” jots down a stern bald man, who stares intimidatingly at me through his queer spectacles
“You say your last memory was of your acquaintance named Karina dying to some of our defender mechanoids, correct?”
“Yes,”
“Another lie,
Ok, Mr. Kage, if you are trying to make yourself look suspicious it is working,
Our lie detectors cannot be bypassed,” he adjusts his glasses
“I can quite literally see through your lies,”
“That was not a lie,” I protest
“We have already got statements from some of your fellow pirates,
Ten months ago you snuck aboard their ship in the dead of night and slaughtered one of their crew members, planning to commandeer their ship,
However you we’re caught, and the Trench Pirates, impressed by your skills, made you one of them instead,
Do you remember this?”
“No,”
“Hhmm,
Ok,
Last week Eden island was raided by the trench pirates and an astounding ninety kilograms of marijuana was stolen,
You were seen on camera assisting in the raid,
Do you remember this?”
“No,”
“Ok, you do not appear to be lying,
….Next question,
What is your affiliation to the North,”
“What’s the north?”
“It is top secret information that only government officials are aware of,
Your crew members said you joined them because you wanted a ship to help you get to the North,
Let me repeat myself again,
What is your affiliation to the North?”
“I don’t know what the north is, nor have I ever heard of it before,”
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……
The man peers at me seriously for a few minutes, trying to discern if I am really telling the truth
“Apollo, he is from the third ring, so is his friend Lyra,
But from what he told us, you don’t seem to belong there,
You can’t even use magic like them, which means you are from another ring,
But records here show that you are not from this ring either,
Not only that but you were trying to go to the North, the first ring,
Are you from the first ring Kage?”
“…….”
As I fail to answer the man jots down something again before abruptly leaving the room…
I sit at a steel table my hands bonded to it by magnetically charged handcuffs,
Four cameras at each corner of cold box-like room all trained on me,
Everything I do, every sound I make gets echoes around the room
The door isn’t even visible once it’s shut just a grey metallic wall…
…..
(I went from fighting robots with magic, to being arrested for pirating,
Can’t I get even a little time to process anything?)
….
The wall slides open, this time the woman from before enters the room, Himari..
“Pirate, that Tielium glove, where did you obtain it?” sternly she points to the device on my hand she doesn’t waste a single minute of silence,
(The bow?
That’s right I still have it)
“Shall I repeat the question?”
“I found it in a desert,”
Himari approaches me, she takes out a small chip and places it on the surface of the device which promptly snaps off my hands,
“Hey, give that back!”
“This is government technology not even the public has access to this, I have no idea how you could have obtained something like this,”
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..
Spying at her hands I can see that she wears on both hands, devices similar to one I had but hers look much more ‘finished’ than mine,
…..
“You are being processed right now, so you will have to sit tight here for a while longer,” Himari turns to exit,
“Wait, when can I get to leave?”
“Leave?” she scoffs
“I’ve just written up your file pirate, you have committed multiple counts of murder, grand larceny, assault, illegal trespassing and racketeering
Maybe in twenty-five years”
“Twenty-five years for what ?”
“That is the smallest amount of time you can possibly do in prison,
In short, you are not leaving anytime soon,”
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