"Military? Not at first. Research. Ended up that way, though. Trial by fire." Arthur tipped his head back to look around the black basement. It was a different kind of hell. It was going to get to him, he knew. "Good thing I can't have nightmares anymore," he mused, mostly to himself. "Nice shot," he added, of the rope. "Give it a shot. Not like you can make it worse, right?" Fake laugh.