Under Their Noses!

With a deep breath you think one of the more risky decisions could hopefully be the smartest one. As you hug the side of the walls you make your way back towards Sister Ivona's room which is closer to the forward entrance of the Abbey. Lucky for you with a dark haze covering the skies due to the demon invasion and many of the torches that were once lit through out the Abbey extinguished it was actually much darker in the halls than it should be considering it's most likely only mid day.

The biggest benefit is you are quite graceful in your movement and since you're still in your cloth gown and completely barefoot that means each of your footsteps are almost impossible to hear and you won't have any type of metal armor clinking around with each step. With your crimson hair being your biggest downfall you kneel down towards a fallen sister. One you are unsure who is it because her body is too badly beaten and bruised and giant strand of white goo is coated on her lower stomach and part of her chest. You pull on the sleeve of the sister's gown and carefully rip a portion of it off before throwing it around your head to cover your crimson locks. You figure this dark blue gown would provide a little more camouflage in the darkened Abbey than your red hair. "Sister forgive me..." you reach your hand down to her mutilated and torn up body, taking some of the white demon splunk and rubbing it on the ripped gown you just put over your hair and also the gown covering your body. You heard rumors of many demons being able to smell a live human so if you spread the scent of a demon's venom over some of your clothes you hope it will mask you from them. The scent of the goo flows into your nostrils and causes you to feel a little bit light headed but you know that hopefully in the long run it will help you out.

The Sword of St. Magdalena is big but you keep it at your side, trying your best to move around the edges of the Abbey as you sneak between pillar and pillar keeping your head on a swivel as you glance around the entire hallway. The sights around you were horrifying and made you constantly turn your head from disgust and pray for your Goddess to continue to grant you strength.

The normal white marbled halls were stained red with the blood of your sisters. Coatings of ash were all across the floor due to all the fallen demons but worst of all, the scent of a white gooey substance was splayed across many parts of the floor as well. You couldn't count the amount of sisters you saw being herded and led by demons. Your eyes went wide every time you saw one of your sisters on her hands and knees with a demon thrusting their engorged cock inside them. With each moan from another sister or with each corpse you pass you gave a silent prayer and thank their sacrifice so you could hopefully escape with the Sword.

As you turn the corner into another slimmer hallway you creep along the marble pillars on the side once again, inching yourself closer and closer to the front gates. The moans of your sisters echo through the hall but something else sounds more important. The sound of marching is coming from ahead of you. Each stomp of a foot causes the ground to shake and you know you need to hide someplace as something big is coming.

You could turn around and hide in a different hallway, you could leap forward and jump into one of the side rooms, most likely some bedrooms of other sisters and just pray they are unlocked and unattended or you could unsheathe the Sword of St. Magdalena and summon the power of the Burning Rose to hopefully vanquish whatever is coming your way so you can continue your path.