American Horror Story Character Imagines/Preferences

Escape from Briarcliff

((Scenario limited only to Kit Walker and Sister Mary Eunice))
(After this scenario is played out, the series will progress from the concept that Briarcliff days are behind you.)

Sister Mary Eunice: You approached the familiar black doors of the asylum. Chills ran down your spine. It had been over a month since you'd been in the vicinity of Briarcliff, and you much preferred your time away from the institute. But this was an emergency. Mary had not been responding to your letters and you had not seen her in almost two weeks. Your cause for concern might not have been so high had you not known what conditions she was living in. An asylum was no place for your angel, especially one as backwards and corrupted as this one. You walked right in and were overwhelmed by the stench that lingered inside. Frank raced up to greet you but his eyes held worry. You looked around in disgust and surprise; the environment had deteriorated greatly since your stay here. It was starting to look like a real mad house instead of the highly-disciplined machine it used to be. Where was Sister Jude? Where was Sister Mary? "(Y/n)! Y-you shouldn't be here, doll. Sister Jude doesn't want to see you--" "I'm looking for Mary. I need to see her." You got right to the point, cutting Frank off. His face paled and your heart felt heavy. "Frank.." You made him look in your eyes. "Where is she?"

After a moment, Frank ushered you quietly down a long familiar hall. This was solitary. "Frank, what are we doing down here? I don't understand." You spoke as he lead you, but he said nothing. He stopped in front of one of the solid metal doors and you tried to swallow the lump in your throat as he searched for the right key. He looked at you with an expression you'd never seen on the strong man, before he pulled open the heavy door. Looking inside, your heart sank to your stomach as you saw your Mary huddled up in a far corner. "Mary?!?" You said weakly, and ran in only to drop to your knees in front of her. She looked up, pale as death, and relief spread across her face. "(Y/n)?" You held back your tears, needing to be strong for Mary, who was surely weaker than usual. Instead you let another emotion take control. Anger. It was one you'd only felt a few times in your life. And you felt it now more than ever. "What happened?" You held her face up after you'd finished kissing it. Mary struggled to find the words, so Frank, still hovering at the door, took over.

"Sister Jude has been particularly.. sensitive, lately. I don't know what Mary did, only that she's been down here a few days, and we're not supposed to talk about it." You helped her stand up and left her in the corner to stomp over to Frank. You slapped him hard once, shocking everyone, including yourself. "And you just left her here?! How could you?" Frank touched the side of his face with his own hand to relieve some of the sting. Frank had always been a friend to you. His methods were aggressive for your taste, but his heart was in the right place in everything he did. He was one of the few people at the asylum you had trusted with your secret romance so long ago. You couldn't believe he let something like this happen.

"I'm sorry, (Y/n).." He made no excuses, but looked honest. "Take me to Sister Jude." You demanded, gesturing for Mary to take your hand, which she happily obliged. "No, (Y/n)!" She sounded frightened, and the look on her face matched. "It was me, it was my fault, I was bad! I'm alright now." She struggled to smile before placing a cold kiss to your cheek. You huffed at your girlfriend's pacifism and avoidance, but knew that the best thing for her right now was to get her as far away from this place as possible.

"Can you get us out of here?" You asked, suddenly calmer. Frank paused in thought before shaking his head. "Believe me, I want to, but there's no way we could get all the way out the doors with no one noticing." Your mind worked hard but no solution was coming up, when suddenly, "I think I can." Mary piped up, still cuddled in close to your side. She lead you both down a long, dark, unfamiliar tunnel. "Mary, what is this??" You asked, confused. "I'll tell you later.." She brushed it off, and before long you saw sunlight and trees. "Frank, you should go back. People are gonna start to notice you're gone." You said. He nodded and started to head back through the tunnel. "Good luck, ladies." He said finally, disappearing.