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Sister Mary Eunice

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February 2nd

The floor rippled underneath her pale, bare feet, as though she were walking on water. There was no wetness, however, no droplets clinging to her toes. Between her fair skin, golden tresses and the modest white nightgown draped over her (a far cry from what her real form was wearing), Mary Eunice looked every bit a holy angel. Whilst she'd been surprised by the sudden return to her body, Mary Eunice soon learnt it was nothing more than a cruel trick, worse than the pool incident. She wasn't really returned, this wasn't real. It was a mere momentary reprieve. Trapped in this endless grey landscape, until she was forced back into the darkness.

And she was no longer holy, no longer in God's graces. The demon that resided within her had made sure of that. Why hadn't she fought harder? Why did she let him in? Was her faith so weak, so feeble, that the moment the greatest of the sinners had found her, she'd crumbled?

All she'd ever wanted to do for the longest time was serve the Lord, do good among people, help them on their path to salvation and redemption. But how could she ever do that again without feeling the bile well up in her throat? Or look at herself in the mirror as she dressed in her habit without imagining those glowing eyes staring back at her?

The pain and guilt tore through her like a hot knife. She'd seen everything from over the metophorical shoulder of Satan as he'd set out to corrupt Briarcliff from the inside out. All the lives destroyed, all because she wasn't strong enough to defy him. It was her fault.

She wished she'd died when the Monsignor had thrown both her and him over the railings. That her fall hadn't been broken by Pandora. The misery could have been ended there and then with a snap of her neck.

Something appeared in her hand; a rosary. A gasp escaped her; had God not forsaken her completely? Was this somehow Him, urging her to carry on, in some small way? She felt ashamed for doubting Him for one minute, that he'd leave his children so easily. With a decisive nod, she blinked back the tears; she needed to gather her strength, for later.

As she'd done so many times before, Mary Eunice closed her eyes and fell to her knees, the ground rippling once more at the impact, with her again remaining dry as a bone. She clutched the Crucifix, making a sign of the cross on it, before reciting;

"I believe in God, the Father Almighty, Creator of Heaven and earth; and in Jesus Christ, His only Son, Our Lord, Who was conceived by-"

She trailed off as the grey tones slipped away, replaced by a dark sky and a bitter chill in the air. Her knuckles were white from the hold she had on the rosary. The ground gave way, throwing her forward into the dirt. Mary Eunice shot up, hair tangled and cheeks streaked with earth.

Shivering, she huddled in on herself. Any question of where she was faded in her mind, as she recognised the woods outside Briarcliff, though something was different. The noises she heard, however, weren't. The creatures. The ones she'd helped Dr. Arden to hide from Sister Jude, one of them that had once been the inmate Shelley. She could see herself, possessed, dragging her mutilated body and throwing it out into the darkness without batting an eyelid. The crushing regret and shame was smothering, and she struggled to catch a breath over her tears.

Something ran forward, lashing out at her, though she couldn't be sure if was one of them. Mary Eunice screamed, the rosary flying from her hand as she fell backwards, cowering.
 
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This wasn't where he had fallen asleep. Oscar realized this the moment he had opened his eyes to see a half-liquid, half-solid floor, and not a flat sturdy one that just about every establishment had been built with. A normal one, even, if he wanted to be specific.

That certainly didn't stop whatever or whomever had brought him here, though, because as of this point, they were in charge. In charge of whatever rules of physics determined this location, or else no rules at all. The fact that the sky had turned a cold shade of gray was more than enough proof of this, if not also another sudden change to almost total darkness and a slow, steady rise to cold weather. And where there was cold, there might also be--

NO.

The word echoed in his head almost as sharply as someone had shouted it, and it wouldn't be too long afterward that he saw a second person trapped in this hellscape. A female stranger with honey-blonde hair, clad in little else than a white nightgown. No coat, no gloves, no hat. He must have been denied proper layers against the cold as well, because he felt himself shiver almost as quickly as he had first seen her. This didn't fail to bring a dark scowl to his face, because now, it seemed as though the Thing in charge of this situation planned to have them die from exposure--

What?!

--Or else, as he saw within the next few seconds, the shadow creatures that lived here. One moment, he and the woman had been alone.

The next, she just about shrieked for her life as the creature appeared out of nowhere, going straight for her face.

So, Oscar did the one thing that seemed correct in this moment.

He went straight after it, both hands outstretched in the hopes of pulling it back.

Or better yet, tearing its head off...

 
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Sister Mary Eunice

American Horror Story
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The creature that reached for her never touched her, instead pulled back by a force Mary Eunice couldn’t quite see from where she was led. Her breaths were stifled by her sobs, her chest heaving as she sought to regain some sort of control over herself. Her fingers clawed the dirt, blue eyes wide as she realised – the rosary! It was missing! The one thing that had brought her within salvation in months, lost! Even if it was only a figment of her mind, it had felt real clasped between her hands. She felt ugly in the eyes of God, feeling so selfish and needy, but she couldn’t help it.

However, she couldn’t take her gaze off who had come to help her; how had they even found this place? Surely, it was her dream, wasn’t it? Or nightmare, though it was preferable to the one she’d been living in for so many months.

It was a man, as far as she could see, who wrestled with the creature. It would have been so easy for her to sit there, be as useless as everyone thought she was, but something moved within her, that told her to fight back. The same emotions that had fired when she’d managed to break through the demon’s hold in those rare times.

A branch conveniently led near her grimy feet, and she snatched it up, ignoring the tremble of fear that coursed through her body as she rose up.

“Leave him alone!” Mary Eunice cried, bringing the branch down on the back of the creature. It was a feeble hit, but hopefully it would get its attention.
 
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Oscar may have spent no more than a few minutes in this place, yet what he had learned within this small time frame offered just a drop of solace for himself and this other person.

Firstly, as large as this living shadow appeared, it was by no means transparent. This meant that it could be restrained.

Secondly, it could also feel pain, judging by the ungodly cross between a shriek and a howl it issued after the woman had hit it with a tree branch.

However, as an equal and opposite fact...there was the possibility it could harm either one of them as well. This concept seemed no clearer than when it turned its 'focus' back upon the woman, pulling hard against his hold upon it and almost dragging him across the 'floor' to get at her.

He wasn't about to give up so easily, though, because his next move involved circling one arm around the thing's neck while miming a stabbing motion with his free hand, a clear suggestion for something long and pointed to take this creature out as fast as possible...



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Sister Mary Eunice

American Horror Story
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13
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Ark City
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Female
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Human (Possessed)
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5ft 6in
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Head Administrator at New Beginnings Rehabilitation Shelter
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Chaotic Evil
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She’d barely touched it. But the creature screamed, and Mary Eunice flinched, fighting the instinct to cower down and cover her ears, knowing the stranger might still need her help.

It wasn’t like her, to go against every instinct; she’d always been so compliant and eager to do as she was told. But as much as she was tired of fighting and might have let these things rip her apart, given the chance-- dream or not, she wouldn’t let anyone else come to harm. Not whilst she had control.

Blue eyes flickered to the man as he swung about the creature’s neck, motioning to her. Oh! He wanted her to…

Her stomach rolled at the thought as she realised his meaning. Could she really end its life? Even if it wasn’t real?

She spotted a long, thicker and much sharper looking piece of bark near the creature’s feet. Taking a breath, she scrambled after it, all hair and flailing limbs as she reached out. The thing turned, swiping at her, just as Mary Eunice held up the bark to shield herself from its blow. Another shriek pealed out from it as it stumbled, the sharp edge going through its body.]
 
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He could see that the woman might have had a problem, or several, about the concept of murder. Some people, judging by the lamb-like expression in their eyes, would never be up to it due to the fact that it went against their very natures. However, when it came down to saving themselves/others or dying alone in pain and misery...the weaker parts of human nature itself could gradually be overridden.

Like...how she managed to drive a sharp-looking piece of tree right through its right leg, for example...which was precisely the distraction he needed.

Now!

All he needed was the right weapon, and once he had yanked the wood out of its leg, he shoved that same wood straight through what he hoped was its 'neck', thus making sure he could, at least, cut off its ability to bite anyone else if not also its ability to 'breathe'...

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