Her screams went unanswered, the walls, the whole house around her seemed to melt away. She had the sensation of being dragged downwards into the bowels of the house, into Hell itself.

Scrabbling for purchase she felt only slick tile, wet and greasy under her desperate hands. A fingernail ripped off as she struggled.

Voices grew and faded around her as she came to a halt. The hands around her ankles faded away. Her hair was now loose, her dress now stained. Looking up from the floor she sobbed. A seemingly endless passage led in front and at the back of her, blood streaked and soaked the walls and floor. This was a nightmare, this was Hell itself. Just like Hell there were demons - 3 of them.

3 figures that now closed in around her, forcing her down the passage to a large room at the end.

A pit was in the centre of the room, a pit surrounded by bars. A pit which held piles of rotting flesh and bones, skeletons the only witnesses.

The three figures pushed her towards the pit...