Run, John! Run!

 He pulled himself together.  He cannot sleep with his sister no matter how tempting it is.  He feels like the whole world is going mad and he with it.  It is as if he were stuck in a bad porno, and there was no way out.  Everywhere he went that morning women were throwing themselves at him.  It was not too hard to figure out that this probably had to do with that damn virus Karen made.  Heaven only knows how he managed to control himself and not take advantage of every single woman in sight, but his will power prevailed.  He could not get to the lab, as going through the school would be impossible with already hormone-crazed teen combined with whatever pheromones his body must now be pumping out.  Damn this sekhmetanen crap, it was driving him nuts by now.  

    He had to think fast or else he would completely lose himself to his desires.  It was horrible like his very skin was on fire.  At last, he found sanctuary, in a sanctuary, at Saint Jude Thaddeus’s Cathedral.  He hurried parked the car and rushed out.  He never thought he would be glad that some people choose celibacy as a life style.  He ran in to the church desperately seeking a father or a monk.  He sought someone male who could help him, but there were no priest to be found.  He ran the halls it was a big church and he had never be here before.  It must have been an hour before he found the sanctuary.  The cathedral was magnificent, stain-glass windows depicted many scenes from the bible, most of them morbid, dealing with the sinfulness of man and the just punishment, he deserves.  To right of the altar rail, stood the figure of Mary and to the right a statue of Saint Jude.  The carpet was magenta and the colors of the windows played joyously on it.  The Sanctuary was vast.  It dwarfed him in the blink of the eye and he suddenly felt somewhat humbled.  Suddenly he hears footsteps coming and what sounds like a Woman’s!  voice.