--[The Seer:pov]--
"Ah, this is just too good. I, the Seer, the puppet master of Black Mamba. I love these vibes I get, you know, some evil mastermind, and he is on his way to world domination. I mean, it's such a fitting title... 'The Seer,' is better than the muck I came up with. Maybe I'll just adopt the name," the Seer monologued, sitting on a chair with his legs on the table.
The room was dark with little semblance of light in it. The room had just one window that was partially open, letting a very small stream of light enter. All it did was illuminate the Seer's silhouette.
"Mphh, nmmmph," asked the muffled voice.
"An excellent question, my dear," the Seer replied. "I want you to help me with some things, but obviously, because here's the thing, darling..."
The Seer slowly got off his chair and marched towards the lady who was tied up against the wall, the Seer's prisoner.
