Rocky was dragged by the devil into a space that felt charged with thick and ominous energy.
Though he could not see, his senses painted a vivid picture of a chamber pulsating with malevolence. The air around him was heavy, smelling humid and metallic as Rocky's mind immediately drew a picture of an underground damp torture chamber for him.
He was handled roughly by the devil, bound by chains and left suspended in the air, as Rocky put no resistance at all to his treatment, perhaps because he had already accepted his fate that– he was going to be punished, no matter how hard he tried to escape.
"Do you know why you are here?" The devil asked, as Rocky nodded his head and replied "I failed to finish my food"
"Indeed" the devil replied as it picked up some tool from a table that made a soft sound.
