They escorted the student to the interrogation room, preparing for further questioning. Delina Reba silently followed behind Dean Bruce, her eyes betraying a complex mix of emotions.
...
Inside the interrogation room, the light was dim, and the atmosphere was oppressive.
The student was bound to a chair, his face pale, and his eyes filled with fear.
Dean Bruce sat across from him, his expression cold. "Speak. Tell us everything you know."
The student trembled as he spoke, "I... I really only know this much... They just had me pass along some messages... I don't know the specifics of their plans..."
"You better be honest with us," Dean Bruce threatened, his voice firm. "Otherwise, you know what the consequences will be."
The student shook in terror. "I... I'm not lying... They just told me to report back if something happens... I really don't know anything else..."
