Transcripted from recording.
SLATER: Interogation begins fourteen-oh-three hours on the fourth of January, 2011. Present are myself, Agent Edwards, Codename Delta, Codename Gamma and the subject, whose dogtags indicate his name is Hans Johanson.
<pause>
SLATER: Agent Edwards has informed me that the subject is immune to telepathy and his aura is white with silver streaks. I will now wake the subject.
<A slap is heard>
SLATER: Wake up you Nazi peice of shit!
SUBJECT: <indistinct mutterings in German>
<repeated slaps>
SLATER: We're going to start with the easy questions. What is your name?
SUBJECT: I will tell you nothing!
SLATER: I am at this point going to make use of enhanced interogation techniques.
<There are the sounds of a struggle and then the sound of running water and gagging. This goes on for some time.>
SLATER: Ready to answer some question?
<pause>
SLATER: Subject is nodding. What is your name?
SUBJECT: I am Hans Johanson, Untersturmführer of the SS-Zeitkommando. My serial number is 1-2-7-4…
SLATER: We do not give a shit about your serial number.
SUBJECT: My understanding is that under the Geneva…
SLATER: We do not give a shit about the Geneva Convention. What is this "Zeitkommando"?
SUBJECT: We are a division of the SS, responsible for time warfare.
GAMMA: Time warfare? As in time travel warfare?
<pause>
SLATER: Answer the question.
SUBJECT: Yes.
GAMMA: How is this time travel acheived?
SUBJECT: There are these witches… they… I don't fully understand…
SLATER: Cut the crap, Hans. How is it done?
SUBJECT: A ritual! But they need artifacts!
DELTA: Define "artifacts"
SUBJECT: I don't know, I don't…
<A slap is heard>
SLATER: Subject is being uncooperative. I am going to resume use of enhanced interogation techniques.
SUBJECT: Please! No! I'm telling you everything I know!
SLATER: What kind of artifacts, Hans?
SUBJECT: Religious sometimes. They can often do things before the ritual drains them.
GAMMA: Supernatural things?
SUBJECT: Yes! There was a sword made of blue metal…
GAMMA: Eerily light? Seemed to guide itself toward the target?
SUBJECT: Yes!
GAMMA: Go on. You say these magick items are drained by the ritual?
SUBJECT: Yes, they crumble to dust.
GAMMA: <presses intercom> Mr Fitt to holding cell 14…
<Gamma is punched. He grunts and falls to the floor>
DELTA: Sorry, Adrian.
<sudden commotion>
DELTA: You took your sweet time.
<gunshots and the sound of combat>
CHARLESWORTHY: Remember, non-lethal force!
<gunshots and the sound of combat>
LEXY: Christ, Wright, that was vicious.
WRIGHT: He'll live. You allright, Steed?
DELTA: I'll be fine. Let's get out of here.
CHARLESWORTHY: Indeed.
