Aornis' eyes track the spiders. A crack opens in the ground, widening into a deep chasm. Below, at the bottom, the fires of hell burn, hot and furious like a furnace -- but at the same time, there's only darkness emanating from the flames. No light. The chasm slowly widens, a few of the spiders falling in and tumbling down. "So... would you consider messing with his memory harming him or not?"