pl_wraith (pl_wraith) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2015-10-30 12:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !plot, 1998 october, ioan cadwallader |
Who: Ioan Cadwallader [!grabme]
What: Darkness falls
Where: The potions corridor
When: Friday night
The nights were coming in earlier and earlier, however, in the dungeons, you wouldn’t have known even if it were the middle of the day. The lack of windows and cool bricks kept it almost perpetually dark. Sconces lined the potions corridor every few meters, complete with flickering candles, illuminating what would have otherwise been a rather difficult short cut back to the Hufflepuff common room.
It was only after Ioan stepped foot in the empty corridor that the candles at the other end extinguished. A pitch black fell over that section, seemingly impenetrable for the light in the sconces further along.
A moment later, the second section of lanterns blew out.
The darkness jumped forwards instantly. A wall of black. But in the centre, just about visible, there seemed to be the outline of a figure. A tall, slim, figure, wreathed in darkness.
The shadows jumped forwards again, and so did the silhouette within.
Three sconces left. Six candles between Ioan and pitch black...
Two...
One.
Darkness.
And two firm hands around his throat.