The magistrate sighs and says, "Since the accused has remained steadfast in stubbornness, begin the painful question." You hear the scratching of the clerk writing his protocol.
The torturer again turns the screw. Slowly.
Pain begins, becomes sharper, becomes horrible. You once felt such pain when you hit your thumb with a hammer. But this pain just goes on and gets worse. You watch your thumb squeeze out of its normal shape and turn purple. The nail begins to buckle.
The magistrate complains to the clerk, "The subject refuses to confess, but my expert training sees the sin of witchcraft written in the accused face. We will continue."