Abby's Morning: A talk with Emily

If anyone in the school would know anything about what that thing was, it would be Emily. She tried to catch her in the dorms after breakfast. Finding her in the room, Abby came in and took a seat on the bed.

"Something wrong?" Emily asked.

Abby took a long breath and let it out slowly before starting.

"You seem to know a lot about a lot of strange things." Abby began. "Have you ever heard about music controlling people's minds? Making them do things?"

"What type of things? There are cases of 'dancing plague' dating to the mediaeval ear." Emily said.

"No, not dancing, other things."

"Can you be more specific," Emily asked, but she was starting to have suspicions. She noticed a few scrapes on Abby's knees that weren't there before, and if those moans last night came from Abby...

Abby blushed and looked at the floor before answering.

"Can music ever make you think of sex?" Abby blurted, "Or make your thoughts more perverse or something."

"Music is just music." she said at last, "at least from what I know." She leaned in and whispered in to Abby "If you've been thinking perverted thoughts, it's probably because you repress too many of your desires" Emily leaned in, hoping to press Abby into telling her exactly what happened.

Abby let out a husky gasp, but, as Emily moved towards her, she quickly turned away, fleeing from the room.

"Sorry, it's nothing" Abby said, rushing out the door.