The halls were blanketed in an eerie silence , not a single soul awake , save the caretaker who was rumoured to never sleep. Tonight , however as fate would have it , a life would change.
The scene was cubicle 365 ,where a certain boy jolted awake in a cold sweat , breathing erratically and tears streaming from his eyes . One would think he had woken up from a gorish nightmare , one of monsters and horned devils , but the content of his dreams , the images were far much worse .
Monsters he could handle , beasts he could overcome . But this , this was far much worse . It was not supposed to be so , and he couldn't help the worry that gnawed away at him . And as his eyes lowered to his soiled sheets , he couldn't help but feel disgusted , disgusted with him self and his dreams. So he did what he was raised to do at times of distress , he turned to his night stand , pulled back the drawer , retrieved his glow in the dark crucifix and the prayer books they had been supplied with back at cathecism and began to recite .
"Hail mary full of grace, the lord is with you ,"
An unrecognizable scent , lingered in the air , the scent he knew was borne of an act he had vowed to never indulge in , an act born of the secular desires of the body which in turn deglorified the spirit , the Lord . The smell of intimacy .
"Blessed are you amongst women , "
Women . Woman . He had never desired a single one of the confusing species . Not even the lasses that beckoned him back in his home town , yet Brother Felix had taught to them that they would experience such dreams , an attempt at temptation woven by the devil to deviate them from their mission on earth as apostle Paul had told to the Galatians ;
'But I say, walk by the Spirit, and do not gratify the desires of the flesh. For the desires of the flesh are against the Spirit, and the desires of the Spirit are against the flesh; for these are opposed to each other, to prevent you from doing what you would. But if you are led by the Spirit you are not under the law.'
And as he recited the verse in his head , he couldn't help but that feel disappointment at the fact that Brother Felix only spoke of "sexual desires towards women ," and judging by the content of his dream , the devil was intent in swaying him because he dreamt of someone far far much worse .
"And blessed is the fruit of your womb , Jesus . Holy Mary mother of God , pray for us sinners , "
Would the prayers of Mother Virgin Mary , the fair star of the sea , be enough an atonement for the Lord to forgive him ?
"Now and in the hour of our death . Amen."
And thus , like a broken record he recited the prayers, all night not getting a wink of sleep, even if it meant joining 'The brigade '
, a nickname bestowed to those whose heads were too heavy during the morning mass. Hoping , just praying , that the faith he held would magically make the night non-existent.
