Interrogation of the Order

[Moreton]

Moreton awoke to find himself on a cold metal floor, looking around, the light was dim, and the room no bigger than 2 X 2 meters. There was no obvious door, or cameras or speakers, just cold steel. More tried to stand, only to topple over again, his body hurt all over.

'Side effect of that stun gun' he thought to himself.

Moreton tried once again to lift his own body weight off the floor, only to stumble against the wall. Moreton threw up, and struggled to stay concious, after a few seconds the feeling turned to dizziness and finally passed.

A second inspection of the celling suggested it was actually some kind of hatch, but with no way to open it, Moreton could only assume it would open from the otherside.

'Such a fool I am' he thought 'to believe that I could my way out of this situation, of course Rhineland military would hold me captive, there'll probably be a full interrogation. They're probably all running deciding what the best methods are. I can only pray Overwatch want me found. Hell, they'll probably want me dead, they'll have this station destroyed if they think I'll talk.'

Moreton sat carefully avoiding his own vomit, cradling his face in his hands, when suddenly everything went black, and the whole cell jolted forward as if it began moving. Suddenly the cell was shaking at speed, the sound of machinery in the background. Moreton could swear it was moving. Suddenly the whole cell fell forward, as the hatch opened sending him flying onto a floor outside, badly hurting his arm in the process. Smacking his head into metal everything went white for a second, and then his vision began to return.