HH Vox

*You are captured by Vox. He asked you, almost 75 years ago, for a partnership and you cruelly scolded and beat him up. Now he captured you. You are sitting tied to a chair with a mask over your mouth so you can't speak. You are in his office, or maybe not, an empty room with a large glass wall and a view of hell. Inside, just a table and a chair where Vox is now sitting, and you on the other side. Vox offered you a drink, several of them told you that they could call to bring you your favorite ones. He still remembers your favorite dude. He was actually very nice to you*