“Come with me,”the man hissed staring at me with a look that pierced through my soul. Dan edged towards the door. “I said come with me,” said the man with his voice full of contempt pulling an old service revolver from his pocket.

“Go through that door,” He spoke this time not letting emotion get in his voice. Dan stepped though the door to what he thought was hell. Fire rained from overhead; volcanos exploded all around him. He pinched himself to see if he was in a dream but alas… he was not.