A few minutes after he left, I get up and explore the cave that would be my prison. Though I know it is one, it does not look like it with its smooth walls and black marble floors. I then realize I am only in one of the many rooms of the cave. 'How did I not remember going through a door and such?' I just banish the thought since what was done was done and there was no way for me to figure it out on my own.

Deciding to figure out what my environment was I moved towards the door. When I had my hand over the door knob, I hesitated. 'Did he ward the door? Will it alert him and make him think I am trying to escape?' I then look at the bed and thought about the predicament I was in. 'Oh fuck it, I am getting out of this room and he can think whatever he likes.'

Without hesitation this time, I open the door and leave the room. When I register what the room looks like, I am shocked. 'How is this a cave? It looks like a five star hotel room.' Like the bedroom it had black marble floors and smooth rock walls. The room led to a living room with two leather couches; one facing the 55' inch flat screen tv and the other against the wall to the left of the other couch. The tv was sitting on top of a shelf that housed a Xbox and about fifty different movies. The shelf was a deep brown color.

In front of the couch facing the flat screen there was deep brown rectangle table that housed the remotes. There was enough walking space between the table and couch. This was all sitting on top of a dark green rug that looked soft enough. Looking at my face you would have thought that my best friend said he started to hate Quidditch; I was just that shocked.

After shock came confusion, 'How the hell do they have electricity in the middle of the fucking woods?' Deciding that would be the first question to ask Fenrir once he comes back; I sit on the couch facing the flat screen and grab the remote from the table. I turn the tv on and find a nice FBI tv series to watch.

'At least I won't be bored.'