Durjaya sat inside of the basement, or dungeon as it was being used as such. Sometimes it was even a dining hall. A small smirk was placed on his handsome face as he looked at the pathetic humans sitting inside the cells. Licking his lips, he eyed a plump middle-aged man.<br/><br/>All of the humans had their backs to Durjaya, and were pressed against their cell doors, staring at things that Durjaya had created. One was staring at the three faces of a Cerberus, another, was standing at the very edge of a pit full of dangerous snakes, and two others in another cell, were staring at a large fire that was inching it's way towards them.<br/><br/>The plump man shrieked in girly terror as the the Cerberus moved to bite him in half. The middle head's mouth opened, and bent over him. The man could see the mythical dog's moist tongue and sharp teeth. Before it bit down, the Cerberus vanished, leaving a very disgruntled, but still delicious looking prisoner.<br/><br/>Durjaya laughed at his prisoners' fears.