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You felt cold perhaps you were dead your body felt stiff as a board. Opening your eyes you saw a stone ceiling with shadows dancing. Looking to your left and to your right you saw green torches hanging on the wall. Sitting up you felt cold a coldness you had never felt before in your entire life.

Standing up you noticed you had been laying on what looked like a stone tomb. You looked around finding an exit. Stepping into the hallway you walked the darkness getting colder and colder with every step. Fear raced through your hands before it raced throughout your whole body.

You followed the torches before coming a room. You could hear a woman sobbing loudly and painfully for some reason it seemed you hurt hearing the sobbing. Seeing no where else to go you slowly stepped inside being mindful be quiet as possible before you saw it. Two black dogs say sat asleep next the door. You quietly moved careful not to wake them as the woman’s sobbing began to get louder.

The hallways of darkness illuminated by green flames from torches was all that guided as you traversed the long hallway careful as to make a sound like a thief in the night. Then it led to another room where the sobbing was coming from. Peering into the room you could see a large library with a large fireplace of green fire burning brightly. With a large throne like chair in front of it. Checking your pockets you found nothing not even your watch. You stepped carefully onto the wooden floor.

Looking up the sobbing oblivious to your presence. Looking around you saw it on a desk your wand and pocket watch sat waiting for you to retrieve it. Looking back at the throne you took another step. Then another before the loud CREEEEEKKKKK!!!!! of wood sounded through the room. The woman’s sobbing stopped instantly you heard something smack the ground hard as the someone stood up you could only make out a cloaked figure before seeing the large scythe in their hands. You tried to move but free kept you frozen unable to move.

You closed your eyes ready for **** greet you when instead you felt warm arms wrap around, you could hear quiet sobbing, and tears hitting your hair as the person began stroking your hair. Then you heard a woman’s voice that sounded familiar. “My boy, my baby boy oh how I missed you.”