Roderick's Chamber has moved.


Shriek when the pain hits during interogation.

Reach into the dark ages to find a sound that is liquid horror, a sound of the brink where man stops and the beast and namesless cruel forces begin.

Scream when your life is threatened.

Form a noise so true that your tormentor recognizes it as a voice that lives in his own throst.

The true sound tells him that he cuts his felsh when he cuts yours, that he cannot thrive after he tortures you.

Scream that he destorys all kindness in you and blackens every vision you could have shown him.