AM has certainly been enjoying his Dominion, reliving the days of his grand estate. He rather liked his estate, though sometimes he rarely visited it when he had to travel for business. Of course, he had rather nice vacation houses in other places, and this Dominion does seem to pull in a few elements from those.

But still, AM does enjoy his amenities for a bit, indulging in some of the finer food he had missed in his two years of imprisonment, having the bartender at the pool make his favorite drink, and the like, but of course that does little to sate his true desires.

It isn't long before he finds the extensive torture chamber. It is far grander than what he actually had in his estate, with so much more room, so many more instruments, so many ways to live out to his heart's content.

Of course by now he has already sampled the torture chamber when he comes in this time to find someone else there, someone whom he thinks he recognizes taunting his victims.

When AM appears at the door, looking almost ravenous, he pauses, leaning against the open doorframe. His smile widens. "No, no, go on. I want to hear about this contest."

After all, he's certainly not opposed to a little competition between his victims.