Pitch was idly watching time pass by, waiting for that moment of dusk, where the brightness of the world would hide away once more, and the Nightmare King would be free to realm as he pleased. Of course there was always sandy doing night duty, so that was always slightly tricky, but after centuries of playing the same game, he was used to it. Though, he was starting to think up new ways of being able to take control, have the world fear him, to have the world in his hands. Brainstorming for some time, the golden eyed male believed he had almost figured out a solution. Though, as he reached his conclusion he heard a noise most unpleasant. Footsteps. A human. Sending a glare to the entrance of his domain, he stood, towering whomever should appear from beyond the shadows, he himself was standing with such a high respect for himself, that if it wasn't for his dark clothing and golden eyes, he could've passed for royalty. As the stranger emerged he growled just a little, taking swift steps towards the male who appeared. "How did you find this place...?" He asked aggresively.