Mary-Eunice was in her room when she heard rumbling on the floor above hers. She got out of her bed, put her habit on, but as she was stepping out of her room, the power suddenly went out. The young nun immediately ran to the wards, discovering that what she feared the most was actually happening : all the doors were open, and the inmates were wandering around the corridors. She called the guards, who brought the patients back in their rooms, and then ran to the room the new patient was staying in. She found Jude at the door, and the Monsignor inside, performing an exorcism on the new inmate.

The young boy had been admitted in the afternoon. His parents were terrified : they had found him in their barn, speaking an unknown language. He had torn one of their Guernesey cows apart, and eaten her heart. He was totally out of his mind, that's why they had decided to bring him to Briarcliff.

As the patient was rising one last time from his bed, he made eye contact with Mary-Eunice, and the Devil switched to her body. The nun suddenly felt dizzy. As the boy's corpse fell, so did Mary-Eunice and the wooden cross which was hung up on the wall.

The Monsignor rushed to the young nun straight away, whereas Jude was still confused. The Devil had made her remember all that she had been trying to put behind her, these past few years. Her nights, spent singing in bars, or nightclubs... getting drunk, then waking up the next morning in a stranger's bed... this was her life, before the Church. But one night, during which she was totally drunk, she had hit a young girl, with her car. She was so upset, and didn't know what to do, so she just ran away. She had blamed herself all over again, from this day on. She had abandoned a girl on the road, a girl that she had hit, and that she could have saved. This girl was the reason why Judy Martins had decided to become Sister Jude. And now, everything in the old nun's life was, once again, questioned. What would've happened if she had saved that girl ? If she hadn't taken her car, that night ? She was even wondering if she deserved the peace of mind that the Church was bringing her.

*

"The doors are unlocked ! Come on !" Grace woke Lana up. The reporter looked around her, and spotted Shelley, at the foot of her bed, waiting for her as well. The brunette sat on her bed, then got dressed.

"I can't believe we're escaping tonight." Shelley admitted, smiling brightly.

"We gotta go now, while the power is out. It's our best chance to escape !" Grace motivated the two other girls.

"Wait. Girls, listen... I... I have a bad feeling about tonight. I don't think we should go." Lana was hesitating.

"Are you kidding ? It's now or never, Lana !" Grace protested.

"We'll have other occasions, we're gonna spend the rest of our lives here. But not tonight. There's something wrong, I can feel it. Please..." Lana begged.

"Um... I'm sorry, Grace, but I stand with Lana Lesbianana..." Shelley seemed disappointed, but trusted Lana's instincts.

"This pun was so lame, Shelley. But thanks for your support." The reporter slightly chuckled. "Anyway, without me, you won't be able to find the secret exit. Please, Grace, stay here. I swear to you that we'll run away at the next opportunity. But... just not tonight."

"All that because of this "Lady of Perpetual Virginity" you've been crushing on since you arrived here." Grace hissed, walking angrily out of the bedroom.

"She doesn't mean it, I swear." Shelley ran after Grace, in order to calm her down.

Lana stayed on her bed, thinking about Grace's words. Mary-Eunice ? No, she only was a good friend to her. Even though she was really pretty, she could never picture herself with the blonde : she was a nun, for God's sake ! She decided to go and check on her, in case she would have been in trouble. As she was going to climb up the stairs, she saw two guards running to the nursery, holding a stretcher. The reporter could recognize Mary-Eunice's blonde locks from thousands : she quietly followed the small convoy and entered the nursery when no one could see her.

She waited until everyone had left the room, and approached the nun's bed. Mary-Eunice was sleeping. She was peaceful. Lana sat on a chair next to the bed, and stayed here for a few hours, thinking. When she heard Arden's voice through the door, she immediately hid under the bed. The doctor woke the younger girl up, and talked with her for a while.

"But... what about the creatures ?" Mary asked. Arden took a while to answer, diverted by the nun's nightgown, which was revealing a part of her chest. Her pale, milky skin was driving him crazy, but he rapidly regained some composure.

"Pardon me, Sister, it's a bit... disconcerting, seeing you out of costume." He explained, as Mary-Eunice managed to hide her body under the sheets.

(Note : what is written in italics is the Devil speaking in Mary's thoughts.)

"I would hate to distract you from the important work of the day, Doctor." The young nun shyly apologized. "What a pig..." thought the Devil inside of her. "Could he please rapidly go back to his work ? I need to see that little lesbian hiding under the bed. Yeah, yeah, let's look at him as if I was listening to every word."

"How do you know that Lana is under the bed ?" Mary-Eunice asked them, still in her thoughts. "And how would you know I'm talking about Lana ? Now please, shut your little mouth. I'm in charge, now." The Devil shut her up.

"To me, the human body is nothing more than a complex machine. Like a clock, full of cogs and sprockets."

"Oh please, doctor, everybody here knows that you're craving to put your tiny cog in my juicy sprocket. Don't play the gentleman with me." The Devil thought again, offering a falsely-impressed smile to the older man.

"I'll check back with the nurse in a few hours, now try and get some rest." He left, and Mary-Eunice laid back down on the bed, throwing the sheets away once again, revealing her creamy legs and thighs.

"Now that he's gone, come out of under this bed, would you ?" The nun ordered Lana.

"How did you know I was there ? You were sleeping, when Arden arri... hum, Sister..." The reporter embarrassedly glanced at Mary-Eunice's deep neckline : the mischevious nun had unbuttoned her nightgown, in order to tease the brunette. She kept acting as she didn't notice anything, though.

"What's the matter, Lana ?" The blonde asked innocently, yet with a seductive voice.

"Your chest is almost bare, Sister..." Lana warned her.

"Oh, that's true..." the possessed nun looked down to her cleavage, slightly pressing her breasts together in an unintentional -or not- movement of her arms. "But... it's just us girls, so... it doesn't really matter, does it ?"

"Sister... are you sure you're okay ?" The reporter questioned.

"Of course I am... why would I not ? I'm in the same room as the only sane person in this asylum..." she leaned in and whispered playfully in her ear. "... and probably the most gorgeous, too..." Lana blushed as the nun nibbled at her earlobe, then bluntly stepped back.

"I think you hit your head when you fainted..." the brunette's embarrassment was obvious.

"Oh, I'm perfectly fine, Lana... I know exactly what I'm doing..." the possessed nun slid her foot between the reporter's legs, gently caressing them. "Don't play dumb, you know the effect you have on other women... your aura... we're attracted to it, just like moths to a lamp." Mary-Eunice laid back on the bed, propped on her elbows, teasing Lana. She slightly opened her legs, her nightgown moving upwards, revealing bit-by-bit the smooth skin under it.

"She clearly isn't her usual self..." Lana thought, getting all worked up by the blonde's little game.

"No, I'm not, but you're not against a little bit of change, are you ?" Mary-Eunice read the reporter's thoughts, as she used her powers to progressively push the older girl towards her. Lana, feeling her legs moving without her doing anything, tried to resist. The Devil's powers were obviously too strong for her, and soon, the brunette was falling over the younger girl, her arms on each side of her head.

"S-Sister, please... you'll regret that, when you'll have come back to your senses..." Lana begged. She had difficulty to hold her desires back, Mary-Eunice was tempting her in a way nobody ever did.

"I won't regret it, I promise..." The possessed nun caressed the brunette's back, as she was lifting one of her knees up, slowly bringing it to her center. "Don't you want to touch me, Lana ? Having you hovering over me like this... it makes me all wet..." She teased her, using a half-innocent, half-seductive voice.

"You actually are so wet, Sister." The Devil laughed, in the blonde's thoughts. "But I didn't do anything about that, though..." Mary-Eunice was really embarrassed, not even really knowing why everyone was making such a deal of her being "so wet". What did it even mean ?

Lana leaned her forehead against Mary-Eunice's, her breath gently hitting the nun's lips. She was getting closer and closer, and stopped moving when she was only inches away from kissing her. It was Mary-Eunice -well, the Devil-, who finished the movement. Instead of directly kissing her, the blonde left small pecks on her cheek, all the way down to her neck. She clearly was inexperienced, but her clumsiness made Lana even more sensitive to her touch. The reporter was starting to enjoy the moment when everything suddenly went black in her head, and she fell asleep in the younger girl's arms.

"What did you do to her ?!" Mary asked the Devil, worried. "I only made her fall asleep. Now, shut up, you're bothering me." The poor nun stayed silent, in her thoughts, as she was taking Lana back to her ward.

When the reporter woke up, the day after, she thought that all that had happened to her that night was a fucking realistic dream. But the day's events were going to prove her wrong.

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Hey !

This was quite a long update, hope you enjoyed it !!

xoxo,

-A.