A Lesson on Torment [Zed]
Two hours precisely.
Thresh didn't seem to be the type bound by the numbers on a clock, and yet he was always on time-- whether anyone else was or not. He stood idly, swinging his lantern back and forth in the darkness as he waited for his pupil to meet up with him. How many subjects would Zed bring him? That was the only question he really had as he waited. He didn't care what the other's motives were, nor did he care who he brought him... just how many, and how many ways he could think of to break them.
He cackled to himself, gazing into the light of the lantern-- nearly shuddering at the thought of how many more souls he'd be able to collect tonight.











