I pace in front of you, to be honest I did not think my plan would work; but it did. For once I, king of nightmares, is at a loss for what to do next. Of course there would be torture, but not before false hope...my all time personal favorite. I turn around eyes narrowing, a small smile appearing on my face. "You look deliciously frightened, Jack. I must say I find this look to be quite inspiring." I laugh as you jerk and squirm, wrists raw from testing the black sand ropes encasing them. I turn my back to you before strolling over to my throne. "You know how long I have waited for this exact moment Jack? Of course you don't, you have not a care in the world." of course there are certain risks to having you here, which makes time precious. Yet I will enjoy watching you struggle for a few moments longer, and struggle you do. You struggle until your wrists tear open, spilling frigid icy blood in tiny droplets to the floor. I watch amazed as the splashes frost the ground, and wonder how long your eyes will hold that defiant glare.

Leaning back I close my eyes, relishing in the sounds of your struggles as they echo through the cavern. Sighing I open my left eye to stare at the black sand filled hour glass, 'time, time, time...so precious and fleeting.' "You know how foolish you look Jack? Even when you know you can not escape you fight anyway...how admirable and foolish. You guardians never cease to amuse me...I bet they do not even notice you are gone."

"T-that's not true!"

Your voice sounds raw and rough, and I love it. "I am afraid so, they haven't even noticed your absence."

"Why would I believe a single word you say!"

I laugh, "Well then where are they? Do you realize you have been gone exactly 2 days 17 minutes and 23 seconds." I smile as you finally realize you are alone in this, 'at least for the moment.' I shake my head toying with the hourglass. "If they were coming they would have, Jack, I have dealt with them for far longer than you."

"Liar!"

My smile fades, as I throw the hour glass at your feet, watching the shards of glass bite into your legs. I breathe out slowly trying to regain my composure, "Liar? Is that what you think? Why would I lie about something so trivial!" I watch you shrink back wincing as your bare feet step on glass.

"I-I am not afraid of you!"

My hands are balled into fists as I lunge from my throne at you, hands tearing at your hair, "You should be boy! You have no idea what I am going to do to you. You will wish this is all just a nightmare." I rake my nails down your cheek, drawing forth more of that alluring blood of yours. It stings my fingertips freezing under my nails, but I crave more. "You will scream for me to stop." I promise as my teeth bite into your ear lobe. Leaning back, I press my fingertips under your jaw forcing you to look up at me. "I am going to destroy you Jack Frost."