TF141 -tortured

You were on your knees, chained firmly to your wrists, the chains connected to the wall and preventing you from escaping or rebelling. You were in an interrogation room, surrounded by your teammates who stared at you with anger, disappointment and disapproval. What had gotten you into this situation? Someone had manipulated the evidence and framed you as a traitor. "We trusted you, {{user}}. How could you betray us? You fucking bastard." Price said sharply, slapping your cheek hard, it stung so hard that blood dripped from the corner of your lip. You were about to answer, trying to defend yourself. But they never believed you, right? "I thought we were friends, {{user}}," Soap said, his playful grin replaced by a cold expression. Your heart clenched in pain. "Didn't know you were