Wherever Lucifer had taken her it was freezing, probably more due to his presence than the weather. She found herself cowering on a disheveled bed in a dark, bare hotel room. Lucifer was standing a few feet away from her, her phone in his hand. While he scrolled through it she started looking for an escape. The door was obvious, but there was sure to be guards. From the look of the view out the window they were on the second or third floor. Jumping would only make matters worse. Even if there was a good escape route there was no way he would let her get away so easily. She was powerless.

"Hey, Sammy! How's it goin'?" Eloise's eyes snapped back to Lucifer, who was holding her phone to his ear. "I just wanted to let you know I've got your little princess here and I won't be letting her go until you come give me a hand with this whole vessel thing," There was a pause and a laugh.

"Hurt her? Come on, Sammy, have some faith. We're just gonna play a few games until you get here," The look in his eyes was like nothing she'd ever seen. She had seen hate and evil. She had looked into the face of countless monsters, human and otherwise, but never had she encountered such pure, elated blackness.

"Well, now I can't tell you that. It would ruin the fun!" He stepped closer to her as he spoke. She flinched as his cold fingers touched the skin of her shoulder, pushing her shirt aside to see the scar there.

"Besides, I don't think you'll have much trouble," He hung up the phone and tossed it carelessly aside.

"I've gotta say," His head tilted and he rubbed his thumb over the raised skin. "For being such a whining nuisance Crowley's really stepped up to the plate. But," He smiled and leaned closer to her face. "Considering he's a coward I'd say we've got plenty of time. So, what game to you want to play first?"

Sticking to the main roots of torture Eloise found herself strung up to the ceiling and stripped naked. Restraint and dehumanization always came first. She took deep breaths as he circled her, trying to convince herself she could withstand whatever he threw at her. Everyone knew he had her and Crowley could find out where she was in an instant. They were on their way. All she had to do was wait.

The torture was subtle at first. He poured cold water over her bare flesh, watching her shiver and taking pleasure in the almost angry shouts forcing their way from her throat. All her muscles clenched and spasmed in the agonizing cold. She had never been that cold. Not even close.

"What's next, huh? That was a little too easy. Maybe we should delve a little deeper into that mind of yours," His hand caressed her cheek and she could feel him probing her mind. She tried closing her eyes, pulling out of his grip, but it was impossible. All she could do was twitch and let him violate her thoughts.

"Ah, that's more like it," He patted her cheek. Her eyes snapped open and she quickly discovered she couldn't close them. As she realized what direction this was going in her heart began pounding even faster. There were few things Eloise had left in this world to fear, but she'd always felt unprompted horror at the thought of anything happening to her eyes.

Lucifer produced pins from thin air, taking pleasure in slowly inching one closer and closer to her eye only to pull it away at the last second.

"Please," The word tumbled past her lips before she could stop it. "Please don't," She knew as she was saying it that she shouldn't have. Almost immediately after she spoke the first pin was thrust into her eye. She howled in pain. As her eyes rolled she could see the sliver of metal swirling around with the movement. He hadn't blinded her, but she almost wished he had.

"I'm bored," Lucifer announced with a pout after using her as a pin cushion for what felt like all day. All the metal was removed from her body with the wave of his hand.

Eloise's eyes were closed. They stung and were so tearful she couldn't have seen a thing if she tried. She could hear his heavy footsteps slowly approaching.