I looked around in amazement of the depressing grey dining room, it was packed with people.All of them wearing the same miserable uniform. I hated it. The walls were a grim stone and the floor was a brown shade of blood. Just seeing blood makes me quiver. My only two fears: Death and blood, I starred in a trance at the people around me
some of them looked tough while others looked depressed, and to my shock some appeared to be quite cheerful.
How could you be happy when locked up in hell, how do people's minds work? Or have the evil guards done something cruel to them. Poor people.I'll save them later.
I grabbed a plate of breakfast and sat down alone, just letting the chatter grow within my ears. I prefer being by myself just like my mother and father.Tears streamed down my face drowning me of all hope. I would be left here to rot and die.Death would claim me into his cold bare hands and send me to Limbo as I read somewhere.
I had murdered meaning my soul was split (although I never exactly had time to make a horcrux which I was going to save until my father came back as there would be no point in this timeline), people who's souls are split will go to Limbo as they can't move on(whatever the heck that means) because their soul is split and to make it whole again you have to show a lot of remorse and then you can move on. But I am doing the right thing, and if I die at least I'll see mum and dad. But I cannot die I need to pass this test. A hard test indeed.
I was snapped out my own thoughts when I heard voices approaching me although speaking a language I did not recognize.Althoigh it sounded like baby language.
"Hello?" The first person said "I am William."
"Hello" I replied.
"Hi." Said the second "We're twins from Germany. We got thrown in this dump because we tried to explode the ministry.We are lifers here. I'm Anja by the way."
"Nothing beats how I got in here. Time travel, murder, attempted murder, torture, impersonating, unforgivable curses...I could go on."
"Wow.. So your a lifer?" Will asked.
"Yup. Here till I'm dust."
A loud clanging horrible bell reverberated around the room.
"Room 3?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Follow us. We go there too."
"We can tell you more about this dump at break."
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Delphi Riddle-Lestrange Behind Bars
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