Looking down at the front of her dress, Alecto's fingers ran over the material, feeling the blood that was only a dark spot on her black corset. Pulling her fingers from the bodice of her dress, she saw them stained with blood. That was the best part, getting their blood all over the place. "I saved the best for last, of course." Rubbing her fingers together, she beckoned towards the door to the basement.
Even with the rag jammed into the young woman's mouth, Alecto could hear her muffle cries. The chains around her neck were rattling as she could be heard scrambling to try and escape. Sneering, Alecto called out from midway down the stairs, "Now, now, muggle, it's useless trying to escape, where are you going to go?" Her voice held a taunting sing-song tone as she called out through the basement. "After all, mummy and daddy are dead." At the mention of her parents being dead, the young woman let out a piercing sob which was only muffled by the rag as she fought against the chains.
The way leading the room Alecto was using as her little torture chamber was coated in blood, hand prints were smeared across the concrete floor, even some body parts littered the floor. Scratch marks were visible on the walls, and pieces of clothing were strewn in the way. Alecto walked over them without a care, heels digging into fingers and toes that were left unceremoniously on the basement floor.
"Come, Pansy, my dear, look at this filthy muggle. Look how pathetic she looks, crying and begging like the animals they are." A disgusted sneer curled on her lips as she stepped into the doorway, the chained young woman whimpering against the rag.