Drabble: And in the Darkness Bind Them

Darkness.

"So are you going to help me now?"

"No."

Darkness.

"Come on, Connor. I'm hardly Mephistopheles. Where's your sense of scientific curiousity?"

"Where's Cutter?"

Darkness. Trying to win me over with classical allusions. Melkor would have been a better metaphor - destroying the music through pride. Mundanes!

"Look Connor. I don't know how to control the changes and they're getting worse. I need your help."

"Go to hell, Helen!" (or Angband).

Darkness.

"Connor. London's gone."

Light. Orodruin erupts in the distance, somewhere in the region of Hyde Park if my geography serves.

"Well, Helen. Let's get started shall we."