Leave (Return to Room)

Not knowing what to make of it Sister Anne returned to her room. There she could gather her thoughts more clearly as to what she had seen and felt. In her room Sister Anne gazed out her window and up to the sky hoping answers would appear to her questions. Questions to whether as to what had just happened was real or all in her head. Was she being tested or simply going mad? But as she stared at the stars, they gave no answers to her thoughts that night.

Feeling tired Sister Anne changed out of her clothes and into her night gown, laid down and was out within a few minutes. While in the communal showers Sister Anne wanted to ask some of the other sisters about the statue but was unsure how to ask it. So, for the time being she decide to let it go.

As Sister Anne's day went on, she ended up in the corridor with the statue again. Wanting to see if it was still a solid statue Sister Anne looked around the corridor to see if anyone around. There was one other sister in the corridor with her back towards Sister Anne as her attention was focused on her chores. Sister Anne quickly placed her hand on the statue's private area. Solid. Solid as she has ever felt. But this too troubled Sister Anne. Was she indeed going mad or had she just simply been tired. Making her see something that was not there.

Naturally she took the lack of sleep rather than to think she was going mad. With a weak laugh and a slight smile she removed her hand and returned to her duties. During supper Sister Anne as cheerful as she and the other sisters talked and laughed as they enjoyed their meal together. Once everyone was done Sister Anne helped with dishes and volunteered to mop the floor while everyone else retired to their rooms.

Finishing up pretty late Sister Anne realized it was just too late to study that night so instead decided to go for her nightly walk. Sister Anne's walk leads her back into to the corridor with the statue. Once more she stops and stares at it. There, in front of the statue, she wonders why she keep stopping here. But as she thinks that the statue again moves in that spot.
"No no no. This cannot be happening." Sister Anne says in a weak tone as she slowly places her hand on that spot. Her hand, now touching the statue's private area, felt as real as touching another person. But this time she got a moan from the statue as she touched it. Fear like no fear she had ever felt before made Sister Anne run away with tears building up. But while she was running she was not thinking and ran into a random room.