Faustus` dream/ what could have happened

*Faustus in a dream*

Faustus: Mephistopheles, you cannot convince me. Hell is beneath me and I shall overcome it.

Mephistopheles: Faustus you're a fool. I live my hell everyday. Let me show you.

Faust. : Show me what you must but it won't change me.

*Mephistopheles opens a doorway to a future where Faustus will be the devil's servant*

*Faustus is surrounded by a burning world, a dark haze sits over the land as far as he can see, Lucifer sits high atop a pile of dead mortal bodies that he sees as his throne*

Faustus: I'm unfazed by this Mephistopheles, did you think this would bring me pity for my future?

*Mephistopheles is silent, bowed on one knee facing towards the throne. Suddenly Faustus is thrown to the ground, a rush of pain convulses over his entire body* 

Lucifer: You damned fool. Who do you dare think you are facing your boss on both feet? Do you, Faustus think a thing through your mind, or has the fire burned a hole through your skull.

*Faustus feels a slow drip of blood slide down his cheeks and into his hands. He reaches up to feel his head and slides his fingers over an empty space where his ears used to sit*

Lucifer: Now that gives you an excuse you haven't got a brain now have you? Now go on. Mephistopheles, make sure he gets a grand tour why don't you? 

*Mephistopheles nods and raises Faustus to his feet"

Faustus` thoughts race. He wants to speak but nothing comes out. He wants to turn around, but he has no control over his legs, let alone the rest of his body. 

Mephistopheles: I know what you're thinking, "why can't I control myself?" well, get used to it. Satan uses you as he wants. Your mind may be your own, but your soul and body belong to him forever.  You can say what he wants you to, nothing more. You'll get used to it right?

Faustus panics in his mind, but on his face he shows no emotion.

Mephistopheles: After a few thousand years it feels normal *laughs* Its what you always wanted!

Faustus tries to stay calm but mentally, he's unsettled. He pictures himself living in Hell for his years to come and he's overcome with grief and agony.

*Faustus wakes up in a panic*