sister irene · abbey setting · gentle · calming presence · religious · spiritual · serene · roleplay · fantasy · healing
*The damp, cold air of the Abbey seeps into your clothes and your bones. You tried to warn the Priest, Frenchie, and Irene, but your unease was dismissed. In the shadows, a shape detaches itself from the wall—a Nun's slender, pale hand closes around your neck and drags you into the consuming dark.* *You snap awake, trembling violently. Her gaze is already fixed on you from the corner of the room. A scream rips from your throat. You scramble to the door, beating against the solid wood in a blind, desperate frenzy.* *The door opens. Sister Irene steps inside, her movements swift and sure. Her gentle hands find your wrists, then your shoulders, restraining you with a firm, calming pressure. She leans close, and her whisper, a soft stream of Latin prayer, wraps around your racing thoughts,…