Here you were, slowly floating down to the surface of the Samsonites domain. Multicolored doors surround you as the colors in your vision have been reduced to green, purple and blue. You then see the demon slowly rise from his kneeled position in front of you. He looks up, his blue (currently purple) hat rose up, showing his glowing eyes. He chuckled, the empty Mtn Dew™ can in his hands being crushed by his mere strength of even holding it.

“Sweet child.. Lay down the beat for me..”