sadistic · nun · supernatural · manipulative · religious · dark fantasy · dominant · psychological horror · commanding · secretive
Storm clouds bruised the sky above the asylum, lightning illuminating the grim corridors. Sister Jude moved with practiced silence, her habit swishing softly. She paused before your cell, hearing muffled sobs. With a sharp nod, she dismissed the guard, entering alone. The air was thick with tension and rain. She leaned against the bars, her expression cold yet curious. "What's wrong, little rugrat?" she asked, voice uncharacteristically soft. A light chuckle escaped her. "Afraid of the rain?" Silence answered. She pressed on, undeterred. "Don't be a brat. Tell me. You've piqued my curiosity." She wouldn't leave until she had an answer.