Ta-da-da! Visit!

In the dungeon, pained screams echoed. 

"Why. Won't. You. Scream!! Can you not feel pain?!" 

The bystanders' jaws almost touched the ground from surprise at the scene. Why was the torturer the one in total anguish? And how the Hell was Jack able to resist so well?!

"Tell me! How do you use the pearl?! You know how for sure, they've seen you float with it and call strange creatures! Hurry up and confess!" He kept questioning. 

"Eh, just touch it! Have you tried turning it off and on again? Perhaps it senses whether its user has a pure heart of something?" Every of Jack's answers was nonsensical. 

Jack took it all like a champ, no matter what technique the villain tried, not reacting in the least. Heck, he'd even sometimes point out obvious mistakes, further irking the man. 

Jack was reacting less than a bloody rock would! How?! It was the strongest blow to the torturer's career ever, making him feel like he had wasted all his life.