To Stop Black Lantern Lois Lane

Something cold seemed to flow past and through the spectral form of the reporter. She could feel its hunger. Needs. What was left of Lois Lane turned back towards her body...and saw the cum-covered corpse rise, a terrible light in its dead eyes, a heavy black ring on its finger...

You're familiar with Green Lanterns? Boston Brand asked.

Yes, Lois "said," getting used to this weird way of talking-without-sound.

That's a Black Lantern. It's reanimated your body...has your memories. But it's not you. It's going to try and empower itself by killing others that are filled with emotion.

What kind of emotions? Lois asked.

The zombified body of Lois Lane jerkily began to move. A purple tongue scraped over its lips, tasting the cum.

"Love," the zombie cackled, in a grim parody of Lois Lane's voice.

It lurched forward, naked, licking at the cum on its body. Lois became aware that her body was now in the alley behind the club. The Black Lantern was heading for the nearest source of life...

A shudder went through the spirit of Lois Lane. She couldn't let this mockery of herself continue to exist.

How do I stop it? Lois asked.

We need to get the ring off, the Deadman said. But as a spirit, you can't affect the physical world. You'll need to possess somebody.

Possess...? Lois emoted confusion and curiosity.

Find somebody, and slide into their body. You can control them, for a short time. Not forever, and they will eventually reject you. But we need to do something soon...

Lois felt the undertones of alarm, and she turned her attention back to the Black Lantern Lois Lane. The zombie had found its first victim.