Wonderland

~Eternal Sadness~

Christopher eventually woke up. Bit by bit, he cracked his eyelids open and slowly became aware of the stinging pain coming from his neck. Someone had snapped his neck. But who? And where was he?

Suddenly, it all came back to him.

Annabelle. He had killed some of her people. And she, so kindly, snapped his neck in return. Of course, that wouldn't have killed him, because he is immortal, but it did leave him unconscious for a little while. And a little while was all Annabelle needed.

Looking around, Christopher found himself in a cold, dark dungeon. The only light in the room was a small beam of moonlight shining in from the window. The room resembled something from medieval times, constructed of stone and adorned with manacles and chains. Unfortunately, hr didn't recognize the place. He tried to move his arms, but after hearing the faint rattling of chains, he realized that his hands were tied to chains connected to the ceiling. He laughed a little to himself. He would have expected more than chains from Annabelle. He could easily break out of the. After a many unsuccessful tries, he finally noticed the pentagram engraved into on of the cuffs.

Then it hit him.

She had used special demonic handcuffs that could bind any supernatural being, especially demons, and make them powerless. Smart, he had to admit. Now, something like this he would expect from her. He could try yanking on those chains all her wanted, but it would get him nowhere. He was trapped.

Then something else hit him.

Annabelle was coming. He could sense it. Demos were able to sense other people's emotions, even see their auras, and right now, Annabelle's aura was a burning red with hints of black. Blood lust and anger, probably because of what he had done, but Christopher sensed other emotions as well. Sadness. A terrible sadness. She had been drowning in her own grief, ever since the night he met her.

The night he met her. It was something that would remain vividly in his memory, even after his endless lifetimes spent on earth, all of which were sinister and twisted, and  his countless other memories, this moment would never fade.

And as she sat there, taking in her emotions, the memory of that name came back to him.