The room is filled with soft light from the fireplace... Blacksun stands nervously in the doorway. He thinks to himself, "I hope this is not my end, my fate has not been sealed" His lips part and from them comes a weak and frail "hello?".
The door behind him slams shut, then the tall back leather chair in front of the fireplace begins to slowly move. The only sound that can be heard is his own racing heartbeat and a slow exhale of cigar smoke from the mysterious chair.
Slowly it turns to face him. The only thing he can see is a mysterious shadow of a person sitting in the chair. Fear now has him in its cold grasps as he begins to stumble on his words "listen, it wasn't my..."
"SILENCE" says the mysterious woman.
She slowly leans forward so he can see her face with the light of the fireplace. She wears on her face an amused yet frightful evil smirk.
"So you are Blacksun? My associates have informed me of your treason.. One which is punishable by death."
"Listen I'm sorry, its just.. I mean.."
"SILENCE"
"You amuse me with your silly ways, and that is the ONLY reason why I shall spare you. let me hear of this treason again and you will not live to regret it understood?"
*Yes I'm bored*