She screamed again, even though she knew it was pointless.
There was no one to hear her, and even if they did, no one would do anything about it.
He moved through the cavernous space, gliding gracefully towards her, evil blade grasped firmly in his hand.
He smiled, a gesture that would have once been pleasant, but was now gruesome, the grin never reaching his dead green eyes.
In another time, another place, she would have thought he was very handsome.
He was Alastair's best student.
Leaning over her, he raised the blade and whispered softly, "this might sting."