The color was a black ink color, staring at me. It signified my prison and freedom. I couldn't get out of here, forever stuck here. I can't see the outside world, I once saw it but I don't long to experience it again. The world betrayed me after I served my purpose, they forgot and didn't care. Not that they knew who did it but they shunned me away in favor of the false boy. So in return I shall do the same. I just don't seem to care about anyone except my captor, huh, Stockholm Syndrome much? Well, it's not only that but he is just really honest not the nice honest but the one that shoves the truth and reality into your face honest. Still, I don't hate my life in fact its quite enjoyable, it is entertaining but like all humans I wish for more. For the moment I feel I must stop my incessant monologue for I hear screams of panic outside, more than usual…..
Something is wrong, so very wrong the fuckin door was opening; it's not possible not even he opened the door, not even when he came to visit. So what is going on? Oh Merlin, I hope its not them, please not them. Time seemed to slow down as the door opened. Figures dressed as Death Eaters entered but they weren't Death Eaters and with that the shadows were disappearing. The light came shoveling in and attacking the darkness, the shadows, in the room. I wished and longed for the shadows to stay but the light forced themselves in, something I detested. I was born in it, molded by it. I was raised in the dark and lived under the shadows command. They taught me how to survive; they were my protectors, my caretakers, they were everything to me. And now they were disappearing and fleeing under the light figured animals, the Patronus. Light entered the dark room, illuminating it for the first time in ten years. I could see perfectly well in the dark and so can my captor so there was no reason to light the room. I was quite comfortable in the dark; I did everything here from reading to watching the rest of world. Even though I was isolated from the world, the world wasn't isolated from me and I was well aware of what was happening in the outside world. Suddenly, the 'Death Eaters' took of their masks and surprise, surprise it was them, the Order of the Phoenix. I realized that I should have portkeyed out of there seeing that they were my captor's enemy but I was quite curious and with my mind made up I revealed myself and asked, "Why are you here?"