OK I GET A LITTLE GOOFY IN HERE, BUT I'VE BEEN WRITING FOR QUITE some TIME AND CLEARLY IT"S MAKING ME CRAZIER THAN I ARLEADY AM. I WAS GOING TO SAY CRAXY BUT I CAN SEE SOMSONE WANTING TO BE A SMART ARS SAYING I WAS ALREADY CRAZY.
Tony followed Palmer through the corridors to another room. Tony was sure he could hear faint screams as he walked through, he did not want to even begin to think of all the purposes this place served. When he got to the room it was like a really big security room. They finger printed him, took his picture again, a DNA sample, and a lot of other things until they were absolutely sure he was in fact Tony Almeida and they would be able to tell it was him every time they saw him on camera or every time he entered a room.
"Tony I need you to choose a six digit code that has no meaning to you and type it into this key pad. You have to remember it because it will get you in and out of room with one of this trusty dusty cards" The security guard said.
Tony almost laughed to himself as he thought to himself, this man has been watching to much Blues Clues (IF U DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS THAN UR CRAZY). When they finished Tony was again escorted to another room, he began to wonder if he would be escorted his entire time there, he didn't really like feeling like he had to be babysat.
The next room contained a conference table with two older men sitting at them. They both stood up and said, "Hello Tony."
Tony almost felt like a star because everyone knew his name, but he didn't know any of their names, he would change that quickly.
"Tony this is Peter Wenz and Damon Muse. They are two of our best interrogators."
"Great. I guess they'll be working with Jack?" Tony got tired of saying great he noticed he was using it way to much.
"Yes we will Mr. Almeida with a small team. We wanted to run past our idea for breaking Jack. We know he's a hard man to break so we would like any insight you have so we can make this as quick and painless as possible."
"What is your plan than?" Tony said flatly he wanted them to know that he really didn't want to be here, but he was going to help because of Jack.
"WE want to show him quickly that he has no control and isn't the boss. We are going to send in one of our best men at fighting. He will take Mr. Bauer on one on one. We are sure he will win with Jack in his state. This way we establish an authority figure early on."
"And what if he doesn't win? Then you give Jack an opening to exploit?"
"He won't loose." Peter said matter of fact.
"Than what?"
"That will be the person working with Jack the most. He will continually fight with Jack till Jack accepts him as an authority figure."
"That's all?" Tony asked skeptically.
"No. Combined with not sleeping, constant light and noise, we have found sounds that will cause him to break down easier, and frequent visits from our men we should be able to successfully break him down again."
"What sounds?"
"Music."
"He had a teenage daughter you know. He can probably listen to a lot of the crap that is out there today and not go crazy. Kim was notorious for her Hanson, and Spice Girls, Backstreet boys, NSYC, and all those other groups (GOD PLEASE KILL THESE GROUPS). He would have become immune in a sense to most of their music."
"We have taken this into consideration. And have decided to go with something much more annoying."
"What's that?"
"The Macrania (I CAN"T SPELL)."
"The what?"
"A stupid dance song from a few years ago."
"Oh I remember it now. That's annoying enough." Tony said, "Plus I remember Jack's comment once about Latin music. He had heard it quite a lot while with the Salazars and he was quite annoyed with it by time he got back to the U.S. We use to joke with him about that while we were setting up his last undercover mission." Tony looked down saddened by the happy memory that held such bad feelings with it.
"We'll get him back to that hopefully." Kate said squeezing Tony's had for support.
"Hopefully." Tony said, "Any other ideas?"
"Not right now. We are going to start now. He's coming out of sedation as we speak and we'd like to get this over quickly. Your room is next to his and you have a constant watch on him via a one way mirror that is camouflage so he won't know anyone is watching either."
"How so?"
"It's painted over with a new paint that reflects color but doesn't block ones view."
"Interesting. Where did you get it from M-16 Q?"
"Yeah. How did you know?" Damon said seriously.
"You got to be kidding me? There is no way that M-16 exists and Q is real. What your going to tell me James Bond is real too?"
"Well now that you've asked, Yes he is. In real life he's not 007 or anything like that."
"You are sh!tting me?"
"No." Damon said still serious.
Kate couldn't help it anymore she busted out laughing.
"Kate. You always ruin it." Damon said laughing.
"Oh that's real funny." Tony said upset a little that he fail for the oldest trick in the book.
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