Slamming whumpee’s head into the table during the course of an interrogation.
Whenever they talk back. Whenever they give a perceived lie— Whumper is behind them and slamming their head into the wooden table.
Again and again and again. Until their nose is past broken and they’re choking on blood. They can’t give away the information they hold— but they’re missing teeth and their head is pounding. They just want it to stop. Please. They didn’t realize they were begging until Whumper told them that it won’t help them— and the table rises up to meet them once again.
Soon, Whumpee’s only hope is that Whumper will hit them hard enough that the darkness filling the corners of their vision will envelop them.