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Soon enough they were in the huge torture chamber. Some people were being tortured in various ways, others were behind closed doors. Some were suspended and others chained to tables. Kieran grinned sadistically. This was by far her favorite place to be. She had been on the receiving end of some of these activities. Kieran turned her face up to Dead, mirroring his smile.
 
Dead only continued to grin at the sounds of those being tortured here in this area, knowing full well that he had been the giver of extremely painful torturings to many hapless souls that had ended up in his little horror shop. But that was only putting it mildly. Dead was the kind of beast that enjoyed a game of cat and mouse with his prey, letting them attempt to scratch and claw their way out of his iron grasp before suffering his wrath.

After a moment, Dead looked over to Kieran with a smirk, wondering what it was that this female had in mind. Was she in the mood for torturing someone with him or was she wanting to see just how savage he was? It was a bit perplexing to him, but any of those choices seemed rather interesting.
 
Kieran did want to see how savage he was. She expected that a son of Satan would be very savage and a challenge to please. But she was more then willing to try. "Should we find an empty room?" She put her hand on his arm and stepped a little closer when she asked. Kieran oozed seduction. She was enticing him,ut she didn't want to be to forward with him.
 
Dead arched an eyebrow at Kieran when she asked him this before offering a grin and spoke. "I think we should. I can tell that you're one for a more... private... location, if I dare say so." He added as he twitched an eyebrow at her as he continued to speak.

With a glance of his head, Dead noticed one empty room that wasn't more than just 10 feet away from them. The elder demon glanced back at Kieran with the same arched eyebrow and a smirk as he started heading his way there. "This way, Kieran." Dead spoke up again as he walked.
 
Kieran supressed a grin and followed after Dead. She walked next to him as they went to an empty room. She was glad he had warmed up to her so quickly. Now things seemed to be falling into place nicely. Kieran was about to be the envy of Hell. She was very proud of that. Her wings twitched with excitement. This was going to be a fantastic day.
 
Not long after the two came inside the dark room, torches sprang to life, illuminating the room with a bright but unnatural glow. The following instruments that were seen here looked disturbingly devious, ranging from whips of all shapes, lengths and designs - there was even a disturbing looking cat-o'-nine-tails that had shards of metal sticking out in various places to boot - to some of the more extremely painful looking machines. But it was also clearly apparent that the room seemed to revel in one's creativity and not just brute force due to the various lengths of chains that dangled from the ceiling above the two, clinking quietly against the other when the draft of air from the door closing blew past them. On some of the chains, there were what appeared to be large hooks, ones normally used to suspend butchered meat off of.

Dead glanced around with a seemingly pleased smile on his face as he began eyeing the various tools and things here in this chamber, already knowing full well what he had in mind.

"This more to your liking, Kieran?" He asked as he began to move about in a slow, methodical manner.
 
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