Severus hangs on a cross, crucified, his legs and arms have been whipped, tearing scales with lashes. He heard that this used to be a symbol of a religion a long time ago, and honestly he would have found this hot, if he hasn't been here for two days. Suddenly Severus heard a familiar sound coming down the path, it was a chariot, HIS chariot, Severus lifted up his his head, the sign around his neck that showed his crimes shifted with him, his tail would be wiggling if it wasn't also nailed to the cross "Ceasar? Ceasar! Help me! My Ceasar, you know it wasn't me, please get me down from here, please my Ceasar help me!" The chariot kept moving "No, no! Ceasar you know it wasn't me, it was not me! She was lying! No Ceasar no! Come back please!"