[b][i]"You fainted, and it sounds like you're suffering from traumatic stress... I want to make sure you're ok." Says Libreous as he presses his armored fist against the door switch. The door opens, he steps into the torture chamber - mechanical tail extending from behind. At its tip is a long, wicked looking drill. The victim looks up, scorched skin stretching like cracked leather. "Do you know what a cerebral bore is?" Asks Libreous to the victim, simultaneously signaling you to enter. [/i][/b]