survivor

Chills floated inside a dark cave, to be precise it was an underground dungeon. The dark and glum atmosphere inside the dungeon was spine-chilling. The heavy smell of blood permeated inside it making anyone feeling nauseous.  However, Severus was very cool with it. Not even a tint of fear was on his face.

On the contrary, he looked very comfortable as if he was strolling inside his personal garden.

[You look fine!] Noworry spat.

"Of course. All this brings back my nostalgia. Although I never liked serving punishments but as a matter of fact, it was included in my duty, so I did. I have performed gruesome interrogation, so I am more or less familiar with all this stuff." Severus who was handcuffed replied.

The guards who were in front of them quickly shoved them inside one of the cells and locked him inside with Noworry.

[Ewwww…I smell urine here] Noworry felt nauseated.