Down in the dungeon, Gollum was thinking about the events prior to his capture by Aragorn in the Dead Marshes.

He had been skirting the roads near Northern Ithilien, when a dark presence had approached from behind. The presence took the form of a hooded male rider on horseback. Clad all in black, save a silver clasp holding his cloak at his throat, Gollum had mistaken him for a Nazgul. Gollum had immediately hidden himself in some bushes, but the black rider was quick to discover him. With a speed of arm that defied mortal convention, the rider snatched Gollum from the bushes and threw him down hard before him. The black rider never removed his hood and his voice when he spoke was deep and booming.

"Fell creature, I know of you," said the black rider. "My master released you and his Orcs follow. You journeyed far and long before your capture and it is likely you will journey far more before the end."

"Have mercy! Have mercy, my precious Master!" said Gollum cowering before him.

"Silence! Listen to me worm!"

Gollum then sat still and listened intently.

"I too am hunting something. A precious thing to me. But what I hunt is an elf maiden of early years. She would be darker and different in body then others she would live with. There is no name I know of given to her, but in song, her distinct difference to other elves would shine like a beacon."

Gollum was unsure as where this was going. He was too afraid to ask.

"In all your wanderings have you not seen an elf maiden like I speak of?" asked the rider.

"No, no dark master. We have seen no one like this."

"Think again and think hard!" commanded the rider.

Gollum thought hard, but no one matching the rider's description came to his mind. He shook his head and said," We are sure, we are sures of it. My precious knows of no such maiden."

The rider eyed him intensely for a moment, almost as if he was peering into his very soul. He believed the creature was telling the truth.

"I have a proposition for you. I will spare your life and furthermore help you to find what it is you hunt, under one condition."

"Yes, yesss, have mercy kind master, mercy!" said Gollum raising his hands.

"If, in your travels you should see a maiden as I have described, I want you to speak my name loudly twice to the Orcs that follow you. Worry not if you perceive that they are too far away to hear you, for my name bears a magic that will carry it to their very ears, when spoken loud enough and in the manner in which I've explained."

"But how are we to do that? How will my precious know where to find these Orcses and what is your name, my good master?"

"Don't worry, worm. They will find you. They have instructions not to kill you until the whereabouts of the Master's ring is known and you are questioned once again. There are other Orcs, under my command, who have joined their hunt. They are aware of my need to find this maiden and they will die by my hand, if they return to our base without knowledge of her once again. And as for my name, it is Qadir. Repeat it!"

"Qadir."

"Good."

"Precious, we wants to know where your Orcses would be returning to?"

"Dol Guldur," answered the rider.