A mass of black mist writhed across the ceiling of a room, flashes of lightning accompanying just how bleak the atmosphere was.
A cold wind blew beneath the black mist, and that cold wind struck a massive black stone that stood firmly in the center of the room.
On one side of that black stone, a man was forced to sit leaning against it. The cold spread through his body, which wore no clothing. Black veins protruded all over his body up to his neck. Both of his hands were embedded into the cold black stone, while both of his legs stretched straight out over the floor that was flooded with cold black water.
The man's head was lowered, staring downward, his eyes tightly shut.
A warm touch reached his body that kept twitching because of the black veins. That warm touch trembled as it felt how cold the man's body was.
The man began to lift his head and looked at the person who owned that warm touch.
