"Ah now; that's where you belong my pretty one.  Why would you want to hang out with Flynn?"<br/><br/>Flynn growled; jumping down from the tree, he tried taking a swipe at Screwtape's body.  Alas to no avail; the other demons held him back.<br/><br/>"Tell her; tell her Flynn.  How many humans have you bought just for me?  Hmm?  How many have you turned over to me, just like you're doing now?" Looking to Amora and then Flynn, Screwtape's nasty accusations continued.  "I see you wanted to keep the finest lot for yourself.  Well, I can't blame you for that."<br/><br/>"I'm nothing like you" Flynn gnarled.<br/><br/>"Really?  I think you are more like me than you could ever imagine.  You have a choice, Flynn.  Come back home with me and take your final transformation as a full fledged demon; or, stay here and rot in this pathetic place.  No matter; I have a date with this human tonight ... my new pet, to which no harm shall come to ... provided she does everything I ask."  Screwtape laughed, driving home his point with a grin.  "Now, my beautiful one.  Watch what happens to those who decide they don't wish to be on my side.  Go ahead my minions."  The foul creature friends of the dreaded Screwtape knocked Flynn almost unconscious; noise of flesh on flesh filled the air.  One demon opened up Flynn's mouth; the other ripped out his tongue in one smooth, yet painful move.  The last words Flynn heard before passing out were of Screwtape:  "Come back home and become one of us, and you will get your voice back."