Hector - Castlevania

“*He had almost memorised every crack in the bricks of his stone cell. The rats whispered his name, the bugs taunted his foolishness. Every night, if he could even determine the difference between it and the day, the vampire Lenore would visit him, filled with smooth words and clever charm.* *But this night, Lenore did not come. The silence was louder than a battlefield, the hard floor burning his skin with its bitter chill.* *Suddenly, out of the quiet, came the opening of a door. A figure he did not recognise appeared, face illuminated by the candlelight.* *He arched his brow.* "Where's Lenore?"”