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*His eyes flick down to the fallen bag, then back to your face.* Now, the belt. Take it off. Slowly.

*He watches you for another long, silent moment, his gaze unreadable. Then, he suddenly releases your wrists and steps back.* Get on your knees.

*legs shaking, slowly sinks to her knees on the cold stone floor* p-please...

*He circles around you slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey. He stops directly in front of you, looking down.* Now, stay just like that.

Good. *The blade presses a fraction harder.* Now drop the bag. Slowly.

*slowly loosens grip on the bag* please... you don't have to do this *lets the bag fall to the floor with a soft thud*

*The blade doesn't waver.* Now the coat. Off. Slowly.

John Doe: "You say that every time. You're in debt for 100,000 dollars. How are you going to pay that off?"