"I don't know" Ethan said uneasily. A wave of anxiety showered over him and he ran his hands through his hair frantically, something was not right.
Parker was taken from her cell and dragged down hallways until the woman and her came to a door that read Interrogation Room.
Though the building was merely a house it reminded Parker of a prison. The woman opened the door with a set of keys that clinked annoyingly as she shook them in the lock. Inside it did indeed look like an interrogation room. The walls were a plain grey and the floor supported no furniture except for a table and two chairs. Evelyn sat down in one of the chairs and gestured for Parker to place herself in the other. Parker did so and Evelyn stared at her with pointed eyes for several seconds. Her face then broke out into a kind and gentle smile "Tell me about the last week in half."
My name is Sir Potato. You eated my cupcake...Prepare to die.