Bloody Face and the Dark Mistress

VI. Edgar Allan Poe

"A movie night?!" Rose murmured in disbelief. "Just when I thought I'd seen everything." She threw in some cards. Grace, Shelly, Pepper, and her were playing.

Grace grumbled in response. "Too bad we can't dress up."

"We're the costumes people wear on Allhallows Eve," Rose chuckled.

Shelly laughed and threw in some cards. Dr. Arden walked in and Shelly looked on edge.

"I gotta go," she said. "See you later."

Grace leaned in as she left. "She seem okay to you?"

"She's Shelly. She has a crap ton of issues."

"So...I was thinking-"

"Ms. Patterson!" Rose turned to face Sister Eunice.

"Sister," she said with mock enthusiasm. "What do you want?"

"Now, now, we mustn't forget our manners. After all, " There is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness in the proportion."" She smiled and walked off with Rose looking down and clenching her jaw.

"Edgar Allan Poe?" Grace asked. Rose abruptly stood.

"Excuse me."

She followed the sister into the hallway where she slammed her against the wall.

"How do you know that!" she hissed. Sister Mary smiled in a sickening sweet way.

"Oh, my dear, I know everything."

"You're the demon," Rose spat in realization.

Mary grinned and leaned forward.

"Come along, Rosie-"

"Don't you dare call me that."

Rose released her hold on the sister/demon and composed herself.

"Two can play at this game," she said and stormed off and back into the room.

She walked to a figure sitting in a chair and sat in front of him. She lit a cigarette and winked at him.

"Kit Walker," she smiled and held out her hand. "Rose. Charmed I'm sure."

He shook her hand. "Can I help you with something?"

"No. It is I that wants to help you. What if I told you I know a way out of this hell hole?"

"I'd say you were crazy," he said. "But I'm listening."