Her assistant, Tracy

"Oh come on, you always get to pick," Tracy said with a smile snatching the remote from her boyfriend Ray.

"I really don't want to watch any doctor shows tonight," he said knowing the kind of shows Tracy always picked.

"Well, we could always play doctor instead?" She said before climbing into his lap and kissing him.

Ray slid her blonde hair to the side of her face before tasting her lips. His hand slid around her ass before he rolled her over onto the couch. They were both very turned on at the moment as she wrapped her legs around him and began to nibble his ear.

"This is a better use of our time," she said before she grabbed his shirt and pulled it off, all until he heard her phone go off. "SHIT!" She yelled out before she just fell back against the cushion.

"Just don't answer it, Babe," Ray said before kissing her again.

"You don't understand. The big new exhibit opens tomorrow, so if I don't answer Rebecca I'll lose my job," she said before getting up and grabbing her phone. "Dammit, I have to head to the museum."

"Really?" Ray said with an annoyed tone.

"I'm sorry Babe," she said walking over and kissing him. "I promise I'll make it up to you when I get back okay?"

"Alright, just don't let her keep you there all night."

"I won't, I'm sure it's nothing crazy," She said before she grabbed her purse and headed for the door. "I love you," she said looking back at her boyfriend.

"Love you too," he said with a smile before falling back on the couch, feeling very uncomfortable with the boner pressing against his jeans.

It took Tracy about twenty minutes to get there but she quickly scanned her card and headed inside. She had not heard anything more from Rebecca and was staring at her phone and not paying attention too much at the moment until she heard a crunch.

"What the....." she said as she stepped on a small piece of glass before noticing the windows to the security office were missing "Jerry? Anyone?" She called out, wondering where he was.

There was a strong scent in the air as she saw little puddles on the floor in the office. If she didn't know any better she'd say it smelled like sex which didn't make much sense but given the circumstances, it was the furthest thing from her mind at the moment.

"Anyone? Hello?" She called out again as she headed down the hall, turning the corner, and noticing how quiet it was. "What the fuck is going on?" She grabbed her phone and called Rebecca, hoping she would answer but instead, she heard it ringing down the hallway. "Rebecca? Ms Lockwood?" She called out as she ran to the source of the noise before rounding the corner and seeing the room with the new exhibit. The sound was coming from in there as she ran over to see. "Rebecca?" She called out as she walked into the room, hitting the light switch but it was not working.

"Hello Tracy," a voice suddenly said making her jump as she turned around.

Rebecca was standing there, turning a different light on as her hair seemed a bit disheveled and some of the buttons on her shirt were loose. She had a strange look in her eyes and Tracy felt very uncomfortable for the moment.

"I uh, I saw the security office was empty. What's going on?" Tracy asked concerned.

Rebecca just smiled and walked past her before turning towards the wall "Have you seen this painting?"

"What? Uh, no, I haven't really gotten a chance to look at any of these artifacts yet."

"It is a masterpiece," Rebecca said admiring the painting that had corrupted her hours ago. "It had changed my life, in a way."

"It's...... nice?" Tracy said not sure what to make of the demonic-looking woman, showing off some side boob in the picture.

"It is, isn't it? I wanted you to see it, to feel its influence before the big reveal tomorrow."

"Did you really call me down here to admire a painting? I left Ray in a bit of a hurry and...."

"Ray, how is he?" Rebecca asked, turning her attention back towards Tracy.

"Oh, uh, he's...... fine?" She said feeling even more uncomfortable.

"I fear I may have interrupted some much-needed personal time. I'm sorry," Rebecca said with a smile that seemed sinister.

"That's okay....... I um......."

"But, with some help from the goddess before us," she said referring to the painting. "I think I know how you can make it up to him."