Interviewed: Agent Rosser

Interviewer: Dr. █████████

Foreword: Transcription of the post-rescue video interview with Agent Rosser, who was captured and tortured by Marshall, Carter & Dark personnel on 27/04/2004.

Dr. █████████: Kindly summarize the events leading up to your abduction.

Agent Rosser: Not much to summarize. I went to sleep in my flat and woke up tied to a table. Maybe they drugged me, maybe they used an artifact, who knows?

Dr. █████████: How did Marshall, Carter & Dark come to discover your identity as a Foundation field agent?

Agent Rosser: That's the funny thing. I never spoke a word to anyone about being Foundation. Not my friends, not my loved ones, no one. And I only contacted base through the standard [DATA EXPUNGED], and we both know that's untraceable. You see, I don't think they were even aware I was Foundation. If they were, they would have called off the auction and gotten their goods the hell outta there.

Dr. █████████: If your identity wasn't compromised, why were you abducted and tortured?

Agent Rosser: They weren't doing it to get information out of me. I think it was… (Pause.) I think it was quality assurance. Testing the product, making sure it worked. Experimenting with it. And if the raid hadn't happened, they would have put me on stage and demonstrated it.

Dr. █████████: I see. What events transpired in the timeframe between your abduction and your rescue?

Agent Rosser: Like I said, I woke up in a dark room. Recognized it as the basement. There were a few other blokes there who were also tied up. Coworkers who'd been hired around the same time I was. A couple of the senior staff members came downstairs with the auction items, said they were "downsizing," and started using us as guinea pigs. I got the Spongebob watches. You know, I used to like Spongebob. I saw a couple of episodes. Pretty funny stuff for a kid's show. But after hearing that damn laugh over and over again while the bones in my toes stabbed holes in my shoes, I wouldn't mind throwing that voice actor out a window or two.

Dr. █████████: Please try to stay on topic, Agent Rosser.

Agent Rosser: Right. Sorry. First they just strapped the watches to my wrists and ankles and waited. After they were sure the things went off every fifteen minutes, they started twisting the little knobs. They'd twist them and twist them until my bones started cracking against the walls. Then they'd reel 'em back in and start over. (Pause.) You know how the Foundation does the bamboo-under-the-nails thing to train field agents to withstand torture? This was worse. It was from the inside. The ends of my fingers were worn off and peeled back like an old pair of gloves. And I was lucky; most of my coworkers didn't survive the products that were tested on them.

Dr. █████████: When you were discovered, two of the watches had been joined together and fastened around your neck.

Agent Rosser: (Silence.)

Dr. █████████: Agent Rosser?

Agent Rosser: The MC&D guys didn't think it was enough. They said the effect was okay, but they needed a way to … improve it. (Exhale.) One of them suggested putting two together around my neck. My teeth started getting longer, like my fingers and toes. But they didn't go straight, they went off in different directions. Some went … inside. And every time they grew longer the watches played that damn laugh. And those bastards … they … they … loved … it.

(At this point, Agent Rosser utilized the sickness bag provided for him.)

Dr. █████████: I think that's all we need to know. Thank you very much for your time.