When Wheeljack next regained consciousness, he was immediately punched in the face. He sputtered for a moment as he tried to figure out what was going on.

Oh. Right. Decepticons. Wheeljack noted that it was the same energon stained mech, who looked distinctly displeased. "Why didn't the psychic cortical patch work on you?"

Wheeljack blinked in surprise. He'd heard about that before, but most thought that the procedure was just a myth. He and Perceptor had talked about how the procedure would likely work and eventually came to the conclusion that it was possible with the right equipment and practice.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," said Wheeljack.

"Liar!" Wheeljack jumped at the pure vehemence in the other mech's voice. "You know what went wrong!" Then he stabbed Wheeljack in the shoulder.

Wheeljack didn't feel the pain immediately, didn't even realize he'd been stabbed. He didn't know why he was surprised he got stabbed. It was an interrogation chamber. Then the pain hit and it was so intense and he screamed before he could even think about holding it in.

Wheeljack's torturer pulled the knife out. He held it up to Wheeljack's face. Wheeljack couldn't help but think about how that was his energon on the blade, and there was something terrifying and unbelievable about that. "When I'm done with you, I am going to know everything about you down to how and when you lost your virginity."

Wheeljack didn't see how they could use that information in any way, but felt that he'd be stabbed again if he pointed this out.

He got stabbed again anyway. He just couldn't win.