@eee @weaf @cassidyclown The Germans apprehended me and confiscated my scorpion jacket, whereupon they proceeded to step on it with their special clothing-rending boots, until my treasured outfit all but disintegrated. Later, they took me to a small room and sat me on a chair, my back facing the door. As I sat there, staring at the blank wall in front of me, questions began pouring in, along with commands to repeat the words spoken to me, each one twice. When the last question came, asking me if I am indeed Ryan Gosling, I answered with a resounding "yes". This caused the guards to come in and violently snatch me away, as they told me I had failed the test and was no Ryan Gosling. This shattered my self - esteem to the point that I pieced together a rope from the leftover scraps of my scorpion jacket, tied a noose, and hanged myself. My self-made execution failed however, and I was brought to life by the camp's medic. As I rose from my coma, he spoke to me: "Herr Weaf, you will not pass today. Your punishment will be to live knowing you are not Ryan Gosling from Drive (2011)." I shuddered and uttered a silent scream. My true torture was about to begin.