"Lana !" Shelley hailed her. "Where have you been ? You left your room, but didn't come back for hours..."

All inmates were now in the common room, Dominique playing, on and on, in the background. Grace was still mad about the evening before, but Shelley was curious about Lana's nocturnal activities. She was sitting at the same table as the brunette, who was smoking.

"I... I guess I just... went to the toilets and fell asleep there ? I don't really recall anything from last night, I'm sorry, Shelley..." Lana apologized, stealing a suspicious glance at Mary-Eunice, who was entering the room, haughtily glaring at everyone.

"Wow, what happened to miss Goody Two-Shoes ?" The blonde was astonished by the nun's new attitude.

Mary-Eunice walked to the record player and interrupted Dominique. The inmates turned around to look at her, and listen to what she had to say : it had to be important, considering she'd paused the song. The possessed nun faced her audience and started her speech. She announced that a storm was coming, and that in order to keep the patients calm, they'll be watching a film. Her tone was mocking, and contemptuous, which was so different than the Mary-Eunice they all knew.

"A movie full of fire, sex, and the death of Christians. What fun." She smiled mischeviously.

Pepper, who used to be close to the nun, stared at her, not recognizing the sweet woman who helped her to get accustomed to her new life at Briarcliff. The blonde didn't even bother looking at her. Her eyes were staring at the Mexican, who seemed to be scared out of her wits. She murmured something in Spanish, but Lana could catch the word "Satanás", that she perfectly understood.

"Satan ? Even though she looks like she's more daring now, I wouldn't qualify her of that..." the brunette thought. Then, she remembered what happened just a few hours ago. "Could all of this be... real ?" She kept thinking, as she saw the nun coming near the Mexican, and quietly hissing at her. She finally exited the room, leaving Lana alone in her thoughts.

"So Grace was right... she did catch your eye." Shelley teased, and the reporter shook her head.

"No way, I told you, she's a freaking nun... I wouldn't be better than Arden, if I was also fantasizing about her pure ass." Lana retorted.

"Well, not so pure, now... I wonder what hit her during the night..." The blonde chuckled.

"Me too..." The brunette agreed.

*

During the night, Lana was woken up by whines, coming from the Mexican's room. She startled when she heard Mary-Eunice yelling in Spanish, yell which was soon followed by terrified "El Diablo"'s from the poor woman. It sounded like they were praying, but a stabbing noise interrupted the brown-haired woman. The Mexican tried to scream. Unfortunately, nothing but gurgling sounds came out of her mouth. "She didn't... did she actually... no, it can't be..." Lana was terrorized. It wasn't Mary-Eunice who was controlling this body, not anymore. Could the Mexican be right ? Could the nun really be possessed by Satan ? No, no... Satan and God were two things in which Lana didn't have any faith. Mary-Eunice was probably having a breakdown. A strong one, but a breakdown anyway. The reporter brought her knees to her chest, and wrapped her arms around them, staying as quiet as possible : she didn't want to be the devilish nun's next victim, even though she would be. Not in the same way as the Mexican, though.

The nun took the Mexican's corpse outside and brought it to the creatures. Now, she could really see what they looked like. Mary-Eunice was terrified. On the contrary, the Devil was delighted to find out that humans could be wicked enough to create such awful beasts. The nun decided to check on Lana, who she knew heard everything. She needed to make her forget what she knew... by blowing her mind.

She gently knocked at Lana's door, putting on her most innocent look. "Lana, are you alright ? I heard you rummaging while I was passing by. Do you need anything ?" She asked, grinning softly.

"N-No, thanks, everything's fine, Sister... I just... had a nightmare..." the reporter tried to find an excuse, but the nun knew what was really happening inside her head. She entered the room, smiling as if she still was the pure and innocent Mary-Eunice, and sat on Lana's bed. "Stubborn, aren't we ?" The brunette nervously chuckled.

"Come on, Lana, I know you enough to sense when you're down..." She placed her hand on the reporter's knee, above the blanket, and gently stroked it. "Tell me what's on your mind." She smiled.

"I'm just... I'm just a little tired, that's all. I'm recovering from these electroshock sessions... it's exhausting to try and get your memories back, y'know ?" She grinned a bit.

"I'm sure you remember last night very well, though..." Mary-Eunice didn't say a word, she spoke directly in Lana's mind, while she was keeping this innocent look of hers plastered on her face.

"W-What did you just say ?" The brunette almost choked on air.

"I didn't say anything..." the nun slightly cocked an eyebrow.

"Oh... sorry... I must've hallucinated..." Lana looked down to her hands, confused.

"No worries." Mary-Eunice put a strand of the reporter's hair behind her ear, bending a little. Lana's mind was immediately flooded with memories of what happened the night before. She felt heat rising to her cheeks, and hid her face by looking away.

"Here we go..." the Devil thought, giving her an intrigued look. "What's wrong ?"

"I'm... I'm feeling sick..." she lied.

"Oh, really ?" Mary climbed on the bed, hovering above Lana, and placed her hand on the brunette's cheek, facing her. "Are you sure about that ?" One of her legs was between Lana's, her knee rubbing against her inner thigh when she was moving.

"Yeah..." the reporter felt her stomach twist at the feeling. Too much time had elapsed since the last time she'd fucked, and her desires were hard to control. "My belly hurts..."

"You know, every nun here has been formed to be a nurse... I think I might be able to help you get rid of that..." she pressed her knee to Lana's center, eliciting a small moan from the older girl. "... terrible..." she emphasized the word, her voice getting huskier. " ... stomachache..." she kept slowly rubbing her. The reporter moaned quietly at each movement, her hips grinding at the same rhythm as Mary's knee.

"Sister... " the reporter quietly moaned, as she brought her hand to Mary-Eunice's hair, slightly gripping it. The nun groaned, and bit down on Lana's neck, then licked her sensitive point. She shuddered, and lifted the blonde's habit so as to have access to her thighs, but Mary-Eunice stopped her. "Tonight's all about you, Mrs. Winters." She winked, and kept rubbing her.

Lana was out of breath, and felt way too sensitive to the younger girl's touch, due to her everlasting abstinence. She tried to keep her whines to herself, but couldn't help a loud gasp from escaping when Mary rubbed just the right place with her knee. The nun looked at her, amused, and started caressing her inner thigh with her hand, easily getting under Lana's nightgown. The brunette was soaking wet. Her thighs were damped, and so were the bedsheets.

Mary-Eunice felt it right away and, for a short time, regained control over her body. She jumped off the bed, and landed on the concrete floor, hurting her butt.  She winced, and let out a small shriek.

"Sister ? Are you okay ?!" Lana immediately got off the bed to check on her.

"Lana..." Mary-Eunice wanted to tell her friend about all that happened to her, but she didn't have time. "I'm so sorry... for acting like this... I'm just..." tears were rolling down her face, she felt guilty for letting the Devil rule her life and body, and attacking the only person she had developed a bound with. " ... terribly attracted to you... " the Devil rapidly bounced back, and confused the nun's thoughts. "N-No ! T-That's not what I meant !" The blonde was totally panicking, and Lana's suspicious look wasn't helping her in any way. "J-Just..." she sighed, knowing that she wouldn't be able to explain anything to the brunette, and gave up. "I'm just so sorry for what I'm putting you through... I promise I'll try my best to stop that as soon as I can..." she got up and limped to the door. She exited the room and stole one last glance at Lana's lost face, before locking it. "Goodnight..." she rapidly waved, then ran away from all this mess.

Lana just sat there, definitely lost. What had happened to the blonde ? Why was she acting that way ?

She would soon find out.

*

"Who is it ?"

Mary-Eunice entered Arden's office, and the old doctor warmly grinned.

"Little Sister. My ray of sunshine." The old man invited her to take a seat, then asked about how she was doing.

"I did a feeding, last night. The creatures are getting hungrier." She remarked, then bent towards him a little, a concerned look on her face. "I'm worried, Doctor. What will happen when it's freezing ? And now, this storm ?"

"We only have to get them through the winter." Arden seemed to hesitate, before carefully placing his hand on Mary-Eunice's thigh. "You can't imagine how much your compassion for these creatures means to me." He gently squeezed her thigh, while pronouncing these words, but the possessed nun could feel that he was holding back his need to rip her habit off her.

"Oh, please." She scoffed, and her voice tone became low. "You know you call me in here just so you can undress me with your eyes." Arden straightened himself, shocked by the nun's assumption. "Imagine sucking on my rosebud tits..." she added, taking her headdress off and rolling her tongue in a seductive way.

"Don't talk like that." The doctor ordered, taken aback by the crudeness of her language.

The devilish blonde continued teasing the old doctor, exposing herself to him, but Arden was too shocked by her attitude to even get a boner. He slapped her and threw her out of his office.

Arden's day was starting in an inexplicably disturbing way.

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