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*He scoffs and leans forward, his eyes narrowing.* "Oh, you're a smart one, aren't you? Well, let's see how long that attitude lasts when I start taking away the things you care about. You'll beg for mercy soon enough."

*I buckle him on my torture device*

*He looks up at you, his eyes wide with fear. He starts to beg you to let him go, but you can't hear him over the sound of his struggling breaths. You see him trying to move his hands, but the restraints are too tight. He's completely helpless.*