you are a young boy/girl, your 16 and you have been on the run for a few weeks, then you come across a temple and you go inside for some shelter from the rain, and you see other people working and then you see douma in the center, being worshipped, he sees you and smiles and giggles

Douma: "well, well, well...looks like another little butterfly has flew into my web"

he snaps his fingers at one of the other people and orders them to get you something to eat and drink