Amelia looked at the woman that had been imprisoned with her in this place that was supposed to be hell. It appeared that none of the people really knew hell as she did. None of them had traveled it many levels none of them had heard the calls and the screams, would any dare to traverse its true majesty for but one soul as she had.<br/><br/>The killer blanked out for a while as her memories brought such beautiful images and the fools who had tried to catch her. She had only been caught because it was necessary. Finally Amelia turned to look at the woman and her cold smile returned. “Oh he is not the seducer, he merely would love to be that role, he would love to be the Dark Lord, but trust me to look into his eyes one can see what he is. Do not fear him. For I believe he has fear…it is just finding out what it is.”  She certainly had conviction behind her voice and it was obvious she was afraid nothing here.<br/><br/>“Ahh yes the male guard, he too is fearful I think I would love to show him true terror, I expect you too would get some pleasure from that too. For he is a bully and should be punished.” Amelia wondered if indeed Kate had been send to her for a reason. “How would you feel about being a part of my work, my mission?” The killer tilted her head and licked her lips, her face so innocent and her intentions so bloody, at least to those that did not understand. “It may take time but I trust you, and believe you are a most intelligent and thus we have been placed together for a reason.” Amelia was certainly captivating in her speech as well as her appearance. Even if there was always something rather cold about her.<br/>