The Bland Inquisitor

INTERIOR, AN UNDISCLOSED LOCATION, TWILIGHT An anonymous PRISONER is seated on a plain wooden chair facing the VP’s desk. He is haggard, gaunt, filthy. A dark puddle of something is at his feet. His wrists are chained to his ankles with unnecessarily heavy chains. He is leaning forward, listing to the side, as if heContinue reading “The Bland Inquisitor”