The back of his head pounded as he woke up. Pain throbbed in the back of his head. Around him the world swam as he lifted his head slowly. "Ugh what the fuck happened?" Michael found that he couldn't move. He was tied to a chair and placed in a small empty room. "Alright!" He winced as he yelled, headache from the blow he took. "Ok what is going on here?"
A door in front of him slid open. Someone walked in wearing armor. Dark gray plates and head covered in a helmet. Behind him was another man wearing a much nicer outfit. Dark blond hair styled and swept nicely to the side. "You are Xander Thrust correct?" He was holding Michael's fake ID in his hand.
Michael nodded. "Yeah. You're holding my identification aren't you?"
"Yes, yes I am. Well Xander you may call me Thresh." Michael watched him as he moved across the room. "But I think you're lying."
"And what reason would I have to lie?" Michael asked, trying to prolong the inevitable.
"This is good, really good, but a fake none the less." Thresh tossed the ID aside, as if it was trash. "You see we saw you meeting with Korban earlier."
"He's a chill guy. Great racer. I'd like to think we became best buds. BFFs. Maybe we'll get matching charm bracelets." Thresh slapped Michael across the face to silence his rambling.
"My employers trust no one, you see. They have eyes on everyone. And Korban meeting three strangers? A little suspect." Thresh moved behind Michael, placing his hands on his shoulders. "What do you think? I can tell you love making comments."
"Oh maybe it's an affair? Is he married?" Michael smirked.
Michael didn't see Thresh nod but the guard did. Moving out of Michael's sight the guard grabbed a bucket and threw it's contents onto Michael, leaving him very damp. "You're very clever." The hands left his shoulder's and the man in black armor now stood next to him, holding to metal rods. "It's annoying. We'll get something out of you, though I'm sure there will many snide comments to get through first." With another nod the guard touched the rods to Michael's chest. Michael yelled in pain as his body was shocked. "Even if you don't tell us anything, maybe hearing your torment will make your girlfriend tell us something."