A Journalist named Thomas carrying his bag gets inside a padded cell room with adjacent glass walls of a prisoner they called Ironman. But his real name is Jonah de Ligt, he's called the Ironman because his body is half-machine, half-flesh. He's dutch, he's wearing sweatpants, no shirt, big spider tattoo on his chest, buff guy, and he's sitting down reading the book 'Gayfellas by Ramdev GC'.
"Who's there?" he asked.
"My name is Thomas from the times, I'm here to interview you for the magazine," Thomas replied.
Jonah puts down his book and looks at Thomas.
"Ok," he said.
Thomas sits down on the chair adjacent to the wall. Jonah takes a chair and approaches. He sits down across Thomas. Thomas looking nervous as he could see how huge Jonah was. He could probably break the glass and slit his throat in seconds.
"So?" Jonah asked.
Thomas gets into composure as he opens his bag and gets his pen and notebook.
"So Mr. de Ligt," he said. "Jonah please," Jonah overlaps.
Thomas nods. "Ok, Jonah."
BANG! Jonah punches the glass and it holds. Thomas flinched as Jonah laughed out loud.
"Hahahaha I'm sorry, I just wanted to see the look on your face... It was priceless, fucking muc- fucking mucus went out of his nose," Jonah said.
Jonah dries out the tears from his eyes as he finishes laughing. Thomas wipes his nose as he smiled and giggled. In his state, almost peed his pants.
"Guards I want that footage!" Jonah shouted. "You peed your pants didn't you?"
Thomas moves back a bit, grinding his chair. He sits properly and looked at his notes.
"Alright, Jonah back to business," Thomas said. "I'm scraping off some bullshit questions and get on point."
Jonah looking serious, sitting properly.
"Is it true that you co-founded Genesis?" Thomas asked.
"Yeah," Jonah replied.
"Does every leader of Genesis have Spider tattoo like the one in your chest?" Thomas asked.
Jonah stays silent.
"Alright, why Genesis?" Thomas asked.
"Why not?" he replied.
"Well is it because you enjoy anarchy?" Thomas asked.
"No," - Jonah reclined. "It was because we simply couldn't let the government have their ways, those greedy politicians. I hate 'em."
"Why?" Thomas asked.
"Have you heard about the disappearance of Junior Huntington?" Jonah asked.
"I don't think I have," Thomas replied.
"Junior was a writer back in college at NYU," Jonah said as we dive into his story in view as he narrates.
He was writing his first novel all excited. Suddenly he hears rumblings outside but as he was about to close his window he saw a police officer across the building, beating someone into a pulp as blood splashes through his face and the glass window. He closes his window doors as the officer hears it and sees Junior looking at him. He stares at Junior, Junior hides, and peeks. The officer thinking junior was having the wrong idea he waves his hands trying to say no. He opens the window waving his arms around. Junior makes a run for it as the Officer sees he's not there anymore. Junior is already on the ground as the officer sees him. The officer takes the gun on the bed, puts it behind his pants, runs down. He was, I think going to explain it all to him but Junior misread it. He runs to the streets full of traffic trying to find a cab as the lights are still red...