“Tell me about yourself,” the voice said over the loudspeaker. I was center stage in a metal chair attempting to block the lights from my face with no avail. “Who are you and why am I here?” I bellowed unsure of my captors proximity. After a moment, there was no response to my outburst and I began to wonder if there was a way around this topic of myself. For comfort, I opted out of the chair and made my place on the stage floor to think about how I ended up here; ignoring the tap on the loudspeaker as if to say I’m waiting, we’re all waiting..