The man is tied to a chair screwed into the floor in a way to have his back facing the window, unable to look outside. 

          Hello Tim, she spits. His eyebrows rise confusedly at her powerful thought. Oh this game is going to be a pleasure, she slurs dangerously, bending down to look into his eyes. Her eyes gleam, darkly piecing his skull. 

          I have the power of twenty, he claims, not losing his assurance. 

          Twenty Weaks, she specifies, full of disdain, his confidence annoying her more and more. 

          He keeps his irritating smirk on his lips. 

          She steps aside, showing Christian respectfully with the gesture of her hand. 

          Here's your target, she presents. Tell me what the Paradox knows about him.

          He insolently keeps his silence, a humorless smile on his lips. 

          Tell me.           

          The power of her order seems to shake the room around him. 

          T-they... Only know... W-what I tell them... He reveals, resisting all his might. 

          So not much then, Annela joylessly chuckles. 

          What are all the plans of the Paradox linked to Christian? she interrogates. 

          A spine chilling deranged laugh shoots out his mouth. The power consuming his Weak capacities. 

          What are they? she slowly repeats. 

          T-take his pow-power... he mumbles, through his gritted teeth, sweat pearling down his forehead.  

          How many agents are collaborating on your side? She continues, never leaving him a second of peace. 

          His face suddenly becomes inhumanly pale, his head lowering, neck too weak to hold it up. 

          He's commanding his body to its own suicide! Evandro mentally shouts. 

          Annela plunges into his mind to keep him conscious. 

          Answer the question.

          Her voice booms in his mind. She lifts his head up, and his eyes start rolling to the back of his head. 

          Who said the Paradox wasn't just one man... she feebly hears him send, his last breath coming out his mouth.