Upon initially getting iced i stuck to the code;name, rank, service number, etc. As night rolled into the second day I could feel my resolve slipping with each agonizing demonic tactic employed by SSFG. By far this mod is the most sadistic interrogator of them all.
Sometime late in the second day i lost track of all time and space. I was kept in nothing but total darkness. I could hear her evil laugh as her minions approached me with their newest most gruesome method of interrogation.
I don't know when it was but i finally broke and confessed all. I heard her laugh the laugh of the truly demented. As she left my cell I finally caught a glimpse of my tormentors leather jack boots and long leather gloves.
I don't know when it was, it seemed like days but I finally awoke on the cold concrete floor naked, bruised and bleeding but the cell door was open. I don't recall anything else until I awoke in Kansas with my aunty emm.
I am so happy! All my foes are in the icebox where they belong. It's as cold as Siberia in there. This message board is great! The moderators are great! They all support my agenda and silence the opposition!