As they both ventured down into the labyrinth of corridors, they emerged out into a dark empty hall, devoid of any real light except the moon's which surprisingly lit up the dark room as streaks of moonlight filtered through the window.
"What a lovely surprise." A drawled hauntingly melodious voice echoed through the air from within the cold darkness, it made Rama's breath hitch as she looked around, but even with her heightened senses, she couldn't catch a glimpse of who it was.
"Thallasa, why are you hiding in the shadows? You're not a night creature now, are you?" Draco queried sarcastically with a smirk curving his lips up, but even with his sarcastic approach, the callous intensity in the air was palpable.
A soft, spine chilling cackle emanated from within the darkness. It was as though she found his words amusing, but it was an empty laughter, devoid of a whiff of emotion in it, simply dead and cold.
