Hillie was stunned to find Lena sitting in her room, a thick tome on her lap full of newspaper cuttings, and microfiche prints along with copious notes. But she felt so defiled that she undressed in the room, right in front of Lena right down to her underwear and rushed to the bathroom to bathe, even as red ribbons, came down Lena's legs. Hillie stood in the shower, letting the water wash off the stink of the demon's dark emissions, and brushed her teeth to remove the taste of her nephews cock and cream from her mouth, the substance still sitting in her belly, roiling and sending her images from time to time. Images of ancient times and modern times. Images she would try and recollect later to make note of and hopefully be able to use in her search for the truth. She rubbed her self raw with her wash cloth, and inserted two tampons to stem her flow before she came out and looked at Lena who still stood there, leafing through her book.<br/><br/>"I'm not supposed to be able to have my period," she said to Hillie, her face pale and sweaty, "the doctor said something was wrong with my woman parts and I could never bleed or have children. What is going on? Why is this happening? Is this all connected? I saw Leslie an hour ago and she acted like she was possessed."<br/><br/>"Come, girl, I'll explain everything after we clean you up" she said and led Lena to the bathroom, where she  stripped the young woman and washed her gently, until she was clean, again, touching a woman so intimately was a feeling she relished and had all but buried in her mind. And here it was, soft skin, luscious untouched breasts with nipples that firmed at the intimate touch of the washcloth, creamy thighs and silky lips. "Stay here," she said, and went to Lena's room to fetch fresh clothing, returning quickly, but not before the oldest sister stopped her in the hall.<br/><br/>"Leslie is beyond the help of us, Sister Hillie, she violently touched herself not long ago, until she fell asleep. She cried out about the boy, and the father, kept saying "Do it better, do it better." The old woman shuddered, "I've never seen anything like this. She contorted herself so painfully and plunged her entire hand into herself. We gave her some strong sedatives and she's asleep now. "<br/><br/>"Good thinking Sister Theresa, keep her that way until I find a way to remove the demon that plagues this town." Hillie hugged the old woman, and prayed that she would be able to stay safe and not be afflicted, before hurrying back to her room, where she helped Lena dress again and gave her sanitary napkins.<br/><br/>The young woman was confused, but she quickly cleared up when Hillie began to tell her what had been happening. She didn't get into the sordid details of how she obtained some of the information, but explained to Lena that the rampant sexuality that was addling people's minds was the demon who had taken possession of Pelle's body. "You are saying my sudden flow is a creation by the demon? How can that be?" Hillie explained to her that she had ceased to have her flow for a half year until this happened. "...it somehow delights in making us bleed, Lena, you, myself, I don't know about Pelle's mother."<br/><br/>"That old nun must have known about it, we must visit her now, right now. Can you walk?" Hillie grabbed a handful of over the counter painkillers and handed some to Lena, "here take this," and she took some as well.<br/><br/>Silence and puzzlement  was in the mind of the two women walking to the cottage of the ancient nun. For Hillie images came unbidden as she passed by people on the street. There was Thad Craffort one of the mail carriers, and she caught a glimpse of him being beaten by his wife with a flog, a strapped on member on her hips, Thad's buttocks red and raw, his  rigged cock oozing precum as he moaned through pain and pleasure, even as his mouth oozed drool through the gag.<br/><br/>Mitch Ferris apparently loved to choke his wife when he fucked her, and made her submit to him and his brother at times...<br/><br/>The foul emission in her belly was responsible for it, no doubt.<br/><br/>... it went on and on like that and Hillie wished she didn't have to see it, one thing was sure though, the large majority of people there, were violent and aberrantly sexual, the question was, had it always been this way? Was this unique to their town? And how many of the people so afflicted had at some point been to the ruins to do drugs or fuck, because it seemed that the demon fed on that. But why come out and possess Pelle? Why him? Because he had fantasized about her, not only his aunt but a Sister of the Faith as well?<br/><br/>Pieces of the puzzle were falling into place and she knew she done the right thing after all by fellating her nephew. Whatever it took to rid the town of this possession... whatever it took.