Forces outside your understanding want...you

You can hear two people, not speaking, enter the room. One advances around the table and takes a seat opposite you. You can't make out any features; the interrogation lights are too bright, casting the person in shadow. The other person remains behind you.

"You are making this more difficult than it needs to be." You know that voice.

"Why did--"

"SILENCE," the maniac roars, slamming his palm on the metal table.

His rage has the desired effect as you flinch hard.

In a voice too composed and level for his display of rage just moments ago, the man continues.

"You are very special, Holly." Seeing your surprise the man laughs darkly. "Yes, Holly, I know your name. In fact I know everything about you. Well, not exactly. I know what you represent. You are a stuck-up straight-laced bitch needs to learn how to...loosen up." You don't like his inflection on the end of that threat.

"Look, I am not a bad man. If you cooperate, you will be rewarded with pleasures you never dreamed possible."

"I do not want any 'pleasures' from you!" you scoff.

"Hmm, I figured you'd say that. Well down to brass tacks." With that, the man claps his hand sharply and the interrogation lights are cut. With the sudden change of lighting, you can't see a thing. After several moments, however, you realize there is no light in the room at all; it is pitch-black!

Your eyes are suddenly drawn toward where the man was sitting at two brilliant points of red light

"Listen to my voice and know these truths: Lilith is the true goddess of mankind. Lilith is a just queen who has great spoils for those who would serve. You are already her ****."

You are suddenly feeling very hot, a heat building in your belly and a wetness starting between your thighs. So, it seems you were right; this is supernatural, demonic even! More concerning is the feeling of...longing, a longing to join a greater cause and--no! You are strong! This is weaker than you! Fight!