When Erich arrived in his cell, he was surprised to see how nice it was. The room was not some barren cell, made of metal, and surrounded by bars, with only a toilet and a cot like what was common in the Germanic Star-Empire. Instead, it was practically a studio apartment, with all the luxuries he needed to be happy.
At first he thought that this was some kind of trick, and spent his first hour locked inside this cell searching for things like security cameras or hidden torture devices. But in the end, he could confirm with certainty that this room was exactly as it appeared to be. Thus, he lied down, and rested some more.
When he awoke in the morning, Erich was surprised to see that the same woman who had overseen his interrogation was standing in front of him. There was not a look of malice on her face or in her caramel colored eyes. Instead, there was just a simple stoic expression, as she asked the question that immediately came to her mind.
