Short Story, ch.1

When I came too I remember first feeling a drop of water drip down onto my sore nose. Quickly all the pain that had built up during my terrifying sleep raided my body. With nothing to see and my ankles and wrists bound on a cold metal table, all i could do was wish for the sandman to visit me once more before the repetitive drops of ice water drove me mad.
I have no memory to report what had ravaged me to the point of unconsciousness, nor do I want any now. It's as if my life had started anew in this damp restrictive black hole. My main focus was to control the pain that was speeding through my veins.
I had no sight; the light in the darkness has flickered out. I remember thinking, "Maybe my life is really starting over, am I entering hell for some terrible crime that i have committed?" It didn't take long before i started breathing hard and darting my eyes everywhere. In the dead darkness I heard a doorknob twist and a heavy door slowly open. My eyes stung from the light, as my world became brighter and brighter. A man walked in slowly leaving the door slightly open so i could only see his ears or part of his clothes but never his face.
"So, are you aware that our patience is growing thin?" said the dark figure of a man. A few moments passed before he whispered "If you don't cooperate then i am sure that i can find someone else who will, but if I have to interrogate someone else then we'll need this space."
Quickly I searched for something to say, but just like my memories, I'd lost my voice. All of this was happening while drops of water continuously dripped onto my nose.
"Tell me why they did what they did!" roared the man. All that crept out of my throat was a weak "who?"
"Well, it seems like you've become even more unreliable. Cars don't explode in the middle of a parking lot by themselves!" He struck me me in the forehead before continuing, "Your explosion took out the entire parking lot and nearby businesses, the cars became a domino effect of explosions."
Flashes of exploding cars skewered through my mind along with devilish laughter of men. I hope i did not share their humor. I couldn't help but dig deeper into the flashes of memory, maybe i could of used it to find more information.
"You better hope that you are rewarded on the other side. You'll never be happy again as long as you're here." He scooted the table so the water started to drip right in the middle of my forehead. "Tell me who you worked with, for, and why!"
My heart beat faster as the tears poured forth. I pried desperately into my memories only to be blocked by blankness and deep pain that singed with every beat across my body. "I...."