Voldemort sat alone in the dark.
The constant dripping of nearby water pounding against his brain.
" WORMTAIL " he screeched. the echo of his own powerful voice pleasing him. There was a scuffle and the sound of shallow breathing coming from the darkness. Wormtail dropped to his knees infront of where Voldemort was sitting and kissed the hem of his robe. Voldemort grimaced " do not touch me with your filthy mouth unworthy one! " Peter whimpered and withdrawed from him on his knees, head bowed, awaiting orders. " what is it that you wanted my most terrifying dark lord? " Voldemort ignored Wormtail and hissed for MacNair.
There was another flurry of footsteps, and MacNair appeared, wearing a long black cloak. He looked up, but could not see anything but two peircing red eyes, flashing at him through the darkness. He shivered in fear. Drawing his cloak around him tighter. The darkness seemed to ratiate from Voldemorts body, making him dimly visible through the blackness. " MacNair.." Voldemort breathed, sending shivers down his neck. " what.. have we got planned for this lovely night MacNair.." MacNair fumbled with a battered notepad and hastily flipped it open to the correct page. He coughed nervously before he began. "erm.. you have a 3:30 appointment to get your nails done.." Voldemort nodded. " ..ah..a 4:00 full body massage..." The dripping continued. " and..a 5:00 torturing."
"hmm i see, Good work MacNair. Malfoy run me a bubbelebath... and Peter Fetch me some extra strong sunscreen, im going out tonight."
His mad Laugh echoed through the distance.
" WORMTAIL " he screeched. the echo of his own powerful voice pleasing him. There was a scuffle and the sound of shallow breathing coming from the darkness. Wormtail dropped to his knees infront of where Voldemort was sitting and kissed the hem of his robe. Voldemort grimaced " do not touch me with your filthy mouth unworthy one! " Peter whimpered and withdrawed from him on his knees, head bowed, awaiting orders. " what is it that you wanted my most terrifying dark lord? " Voldemort ignored Wormtail and hissed for MacNair.
There was another flurry of footsteps, and MacNair appeared, wearing a long black cloak. He looked up, but could not see anything but two peircing red eyes, flashing at him through the darkness. He shivered in fear. Drawing his cloak around him tighter. The darkness seemed to ratiate from Voldemorts body, making him dimly visible through the blackness. " MacNair.." Voldemort breathed, sending shivers down his neck. " what.. have we got planned for this lovely night MacNair.." MacNair fumbled with a battered notepad and hastily flipped it open to the correct page. He coughed nervously before he began. "erm.. you have a 3:30 appointment to get your nails done.." Voldemort nodded. " ..ah..a 4:00 full body massage..." The dripping continued. " and..a 5:00 torturing."
"hmm i see, Good work MacNair. Malfoy run me a bubbelebath... and Peter Fetch me some extra strong sunscreen, im going out tonight."
His mad Laugh echoed through the distance.