The demons continued their advance, as Andy struggled against his bonds. Frame by frame they grew ever closer. One came to stand over Andy, its gaze penetrating him to his very soul. With a withered hand the demon reached down and pressed a single finger into Andy's arm. A bolt of searing pain shot through his body and the smell of burning flesh filled his lungs. The demon searing Andy's arm began to quiver like an old movie that had been played one too many times. The surroundings began to fade in and out, as this reality gave way to another, then another. Finally, the true reality hit home.
The glowing hot lava was nothing more than sunlight spilled across the crimson carpet of an office. The demon, a corpulent man in an expensive Italian suit, was pressing the lit end of a cigar slowly into Andy's arm. Andy finally gave way after letting out a blood curdling scream. His head slumped.
"Who are you? What's happening to me?" Andy managed to choke out.
A chuckle from behind a high-backed chair was his answer. "You mean you don't remember?" said a deep voice. "Oh how truly ironic. All the people killed in the name of 'justice'. The trail you followed all those years that finally led you to my door. And now you cannot even recall who I am? I must admit I am a little disappointed."
That voice. He had heard it before, but where? Another image flashed in his mind. A man speaking at a funeral. Andy couldn't recall his features, but that voice - it sounded almost like... Searing pain snapped him back to reality as the suited henchman pressed his thumb deep into the cigar wound.
"Please, do try to stay with me," said the mystery voice. "The only reason you're still alive is because I need the information that's inside your head. The drugs were not as effective as I would have hoped, so now I guess I need to resort to more proven methods."
Words and images swam through Andy's mind. "Who are you? What do you want?" he cried.
"I need to know where my money is Mr. Amaratha!" barked the man in retort, spinning his chair around. "Remember me now?"