The dark corridors resounded with the screams and gasps of the tortured.Where those sounds did not reach,however the silences remained crowded.
In the cell where he waited,Ethrach listened intently to the dripping of water from the ceiling.The room's dank confines were barely able to accommodate his bulky size and the dragon yearned to spread his wings and fly free,but the lure of new twisted delights,had proved irresistable.
He awaited two students bound for punishment.Two students he would relish in torturing.For hours...perhaps even days...
His eyes roved restlessly over the implements arranged neatly on display opposite the table with its leather straps.The display case would be seen immediately on entry into the chamber,a first jab at the sanity of his victims.

Right now they are being brought to me,shivering with cold and fear,he thought with a dark smile.

And as the dripping continued,the beast settled down to wait,a growing hunger capering with glee behind his beast eyes.

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"Why is detention all the way down to here?" She asked aloud, her hand trembling as she held the light piece of paper on her hands. It was dark, and watery, rather extreme for such a small violation such as not having her uniform. She opened the door to the cell where she was supposed to be in, and poked her head in, staring. Seeing the huge creature, and the table where leather straps and other things she couldn't recorginize, her eyes widened and quickly with a hesitant gasp she added, "O-oh. .W-wrong place."