The song here is "Dance with the Devil" by Breaking Benjamin

Dance with the Devil

Crowley told Nerilla that he wanted those demons in his grasp, but only when they were isolated from the others. He wanted them to vanish without leaving any trace of who took them. For that, the Hellhounds might make too much noise. He turned to Nikolai and made a request for more burlap sacks with the sigils burned into them. Crowley wanted something that would keep their captives quiet and helpless.

Nikolai was all too happy to comply.

Crowley insisted that Clara rest and spend time with their daughter. The last thing he wanted was for Keara to be afraid of what was going on. Clara doubted that would ever happen, since Gabriel was very good at entertaining her with illusions, but accepted knowing that Crowley was a little stressed out.

He waited in the torture room while Nikolai, Nerilla and Kelley waited in the shadows with those burlap sacks, hiding well by darkness and additional sigils. No demon would know what happened to these traitors. In the meanwhile, his mind swirled around the being still in those cells. She was dragged down along with Stephanie and the traitorous demons. She was human, but that wasn't all he sensed. He had told Nikolai to leave her there and that he would deal with her, but part of him was uncertain.

Uncertainty crept up on him because he had a suspicion who that human could be, but he refused to give it a second more of this precious attention.

Crowley prepared the tools and even conjured another metal slab. This time, he was going to torture with all the traitors in one room. They could watch their comrade be tortured knowing they were next. It could motivate them to talk.

When he was ready, his loyal demons returned just in time with the captives. They caught the two that Nerilla had seen talking about Stephanie's disappearance. It appeared they were the ones that knew quite a bit about the wench.

Nikolai shoved one demon onto the main metal slab while Nerilla and Kelley threw the second demon on the new slab. The traitors were immediately strapped in and only then the burlap sacks were removed. They seemed slightly more frightened than the others had been, making Crowley confident that they would be more willing to tell him everything that they know.

Nikolai stepped out of the room and, soon, Nerilla and Kelley left as well, returning to the office in order to keep their eyes on more activity.

The captives quivered when they saw Crowley sharpening tools that already seemed menacingly sharp. He stared at them with a cold and bone chilling smile and then looked at the knife with a dark grin.

"So, who would like to go first?" he asked and looked down at the demons with that same grin.

"I know nothing. Torture the other one. He knows everything." the second demon said and then it became a blame game. If they weren't strapped down, they'd be pointing the finger at each other.

"Here's what I'll do," Crowley said and the squabbling demons fell silent. "I'll torture you both at the same time, give you a small break to think about telling me everything you know." He said and the first demon was quick to grow a backbone.

"We'll never talk, Crowley. Torture me first, I don't care. You'll go down not knowing a single detail of what's about to happen." He said and Crowley just smiled.

"The same to you, Sweet Cakes." Crowley said and turned to the second demon, commencing the torture with a simple cut, peal and pour of some Holy water. The first demon could only watch, knowing he'd be next, clinging onto that ridiculous stubborn belief that he could take the torture and remain silent.

The second demon was begging not to be tortured while being yelled at by the first demon.

"Shut up! If you speak a word, I'll kill you." It said, but that threat was futile. The second demon knew that the other one was just as helpless. The only way to get out from under the knife was to talk.

Crowley could see in indecision in his eyes as he cut into him and poured holy water. He would scream and the indecision in his eyes intensified as he looked around like an animal in panic. Then, having the other one threatening him didn't help. Naturally, Crowley knew this was building up nicely to the point where the demon would be talking like his personal puppet.

"Come torture me, you coward." The first demon shouted.

"Be with you in a second." Crowley said calmly as he continued torturing the panicked demon. He was about to snap and Crowley just continued, digging deeper and cutting harsher.

"Enough!" the second demon screamed and then whimpered as Crowley momentarily stopped. "Please, stop." The demon said, trembling.

"What for?" Crowley asked and the demon remained silent, still indecisive.

"Shut up!" the other demon said.

Crowley casually walked away to the counter, poured holy water onto a cloth until it was dripping and then turned to the screaming demon. He continued to demand the other one to remain silent and then tried to convince Crowley that he would never talk, but Crowley fixed him by shoving the holy water soaked cloth deep into his throat to keep him silent while the other out spills the beans.

He turned back to the hopefully Chatty Cathy with a dark smile.

"Now, where were we?" Crowley asked him and the demon trembled despite not looking so panicked. The demon seemed uncertain, but started to mumble.

"I said stop and you asked why." he said with fear.

"Ah, yes." Crowley said and then held the knife up, staring at it. "I would hope you have some information for me." he added and the demon still seemed indecisive. "If not, you're interrupting me." he concluded and went to bring the knife down when the demon struggled against the restraints and whimpered.

"No. I have information." He said and Crowley hesitated. "I know why Stephanie went into hiding." He said and Crowley met his eyes with a cold stare.

The other demon managed to make groaning sounds as he struggled against the restraints, but it didn't have as big of an impact as yelling and threatening.

Crowley waited, but the demon didn't seem ready to talk just yet. So he decided to do something different. He turned to the other demon and began cutting into him, only this time he poured in salt.

"What are you doing?" he asked Crowley with that fear still in his voice.

"You insisted that he knew more. I believe you, thus I'm torturing him." Crowley replied and the demon whimpered as he watched the torture unfold.