Night of November 2, 1983

The strange man looks adoringly at the infant that sleeps in the crib. The child in front of him would soon lead his kind and it was the man's duty to ensure that he guided the child. He was honored to be chosen for this. Just a few more minutes and the child would become one of his.

The man smiles and reaches for a knife in his coat.

But before he could do what he intended to, someone throws a stone in the room. It is not a stone; it looks like some sort of a disc. He goes closer to pick it up when it starts glowing and all of a sudden there is a huge circle on the floor, a hologram, with some strange designs on it.

The man tries to move out of the circle, but is unable to. He knows what this circle means and also knows that he doesn't have much time, some one might come in any reaches towards it to complete the task that was given to him. As soon as he thinks it, sounds start coming out of the disc. The sounds hold him captive; he is unable to move his body. He struggles, but the chanting grows intense. It feels like someone is burning him from inside. He screams in pain.

He realizes that someone has now come into the room, but he cannot do anything. He cannot see anything beyond his own pain. It is like he is paralyzed and someone is pouring oil over his burning body. He just burns till he cannot take it anymore and then the world fades into black.