My third worst fear back when I was 14...at least, how I thought of it. I'm aware interoogation is a lot more subtle, and uses more psychology, but I'm not Jazz. Let it begin!
"Alright, how did this happen?" said the man in the white suit, leaning toward the ghostly teenager sitting in the chair across the table.
"How did...what happen?" asked the teen, eager to leave the facility he was trapped in.
The pale white teen was a hero to some, and a villain to others. His name was Danny Phantom, and he would be experimented on right now by those who thought him a villain if there wasn't something they wanted to know that he knew.
"You know perfectly well," said the guy in white, "I'm talking about the crash! How did the crash happen?"
"I...I don't know..." said Danny.
"Yes you do! Now tell me!"
"I really don't, I just...I don't know, okay?"
"Listen..." said the man, leaning in close enough that Danny could count the scars on his face, "The Guys in White are not a patient people. Every second you continue to deny that you know the truth is another second closer to your being shocked with pure Ectoranic Energy and getting to find out exactly what your insides look like! Now talk!"
There was a short silence. Danny Phantom suddenly looked very determined. "I refuse."
"Grr..." said the man. "That, my pubescent friend, was the straw that broke the camel's back!" And he whipped out a mean looking device, complete with sharp, green, glowing utensils. Danny didn't even flinch.
"You're bluffing," said Danny. "You guys can't destroy me...then you'll never find out what happened in that crash..."
The man frowned deeper, if that was even possible, and slowly put the device away. "Fine," he said, "I'm bluffing. But trust me, if you continue to refuse to tell us what happened, your afterlife will become all but hell..." and he walked away, the ghost-proof doors opening with some kind of silent command.
Danny sat, and waited. He would face torture before he told the truth about the crash.
He could not betray the trust of the one who had, albeit indirectly, caused it.
Never.
He would die before he let that happen...
...well, if he wasn't already dead.
Besides, the GIW weren't exactly "competent".
He was confident his friends and family could get him out of this mess.
At least, he hoped so.
And that's about it for now. Review please!