As a young girl she'd read Edger Alan Poe's the Pit and the Pendulum and ever since then the image of that deadly swinging pendulum has always haunted Mia's darkest most horrifying nightmares. Too helplessly lie there as the pendulum silently swings through the air above her, its hideously sharp blade moving steadily closer with each diabolical swing of the pendulum.

Even now, countless centuries of servitude later, the sight of that deadly pendulum remains one of Mia's most horrifying nightmares, one that Ereshkigal insures that her willing pleasure slave Mia gets to relive on an obscenely regular basis.