"Yes, I will, I will do everything you ask me to do, I will behave well, I know how this is, but please, give me answers, I need them, now" I said to the soldier desperately.
"Yes, let's see, he begins to ask me, we have all the time in the world for this conversation," said the soldier.
The soldier got ready to take a chair that he had next to him in the room, this was one of those office chairs that get damaged and that they send to be recycled or thrown away because they no longer have any repairs. He puts the chair in front of me with his back to me, and sits in it, legs spread wide, arms crossed and resting on the head of the chair, and chin resting on it to be in a more comfortable position. comfortable.
I stared at him for a few seconds, asking myself where I should start with my interrogation, the truth is that I had questions to ask, but more than that I couldn't find the right order to ask them.
"Who are you?" I start to ask.
