The halls and walls of the castle were dimly lit, only a few torchlights kept the shadows at bay. Satanick walked through his castle, not really heading anywhere in particular. It was late and the castle was dead silent. He really did wish there was someone to keep him company right now...

He slowly continued to walk the many halls, looking at the different rooms and the different objects that hung on the cold barren walls. He sighed slowly, he has been feeling rather... lonely recently.