Darkness and Orders
The room was dark, no windows and there were purple and black flames that were aglow but did not move. There were screams that seemed like they echoed in the small room made of stone. The damp smell of earth and blood was here. There were carvings all over the walls and the room was clearly used for unholy things.
There were several that were down on their knees in a circle, hands flat like they were praying. Another man with dark hair was down on a single knee head bent down waiting. In the circle of these beings was the contorted body of one that had clearly been tortured. Next to them was a chest. Ornate and the lid was open, a black substance sliding out of it and into the body. The darkness devoured what was left inside the vessel that was just provided to it.