(Tina's New Reality)
Tina was asleep now and lost in the most vivid and realistic dream of her life, she didn't know how she knew this was just a dream but she did. She was standing in the corner of a large bedroom covered in stone and mortar with cold gray brick floors. Great silken tapestries hung from the walls and pillars as intricately woven rugs were strewn upon the floor. In the middle of the room on a platform was a bed, and on the bed lay a girl much the same age as Tina.
She was naked and she was doing something that Tina didn't understand, in fact, it was so foreign to her thinking she couldn't comprehend it. The girl's hand was between her legs on her privates and she was rubbing them as quickly as she could as a strange kind of moan escape her lips, if Tina hadn't lived such a sheltered life she would have known right away the girl was masturbating.
As the girl continued to assault her naked womanhood, her body writhed around in the giant bed as guttural moans and squeals laced with the most perverse profanity flowed from her lips.
Not counting Tina's presence the girl was not alone in the room, standing to the side of the bed was a male figure in long brown robes. He was holding an open bible in one hand and a silver cross in the other and he was reading out loud from the Bible in what amounted to a verbal chant as he waved the cross over the nude form of the young girl, occasionally Tina could pick up the word demon in his strange chant but she understood little else.
Unable to peel her eyes away from the scene Tina's senses told her the girl and the robed figure were locked in some sort of a battle. The more the robed figure chanted from his open bible the faster the girl stroked herself and the louder she moaned and cursed. As Tina watched, she was almost mesmerized by the scene and she could also smell the air surrounding her, it was ripe with the smell of sulfur and an unknown musky human scent she did not recognize.
Tina stood there for what seemed like hours, but being a dream she could not trust her senses completely so she did not know for sure. Back and forth went the young girl and the robed figure as it seemed neither of them was willing to concede an inch to the other.
Suddenly and without any type of warning the girl stopped the motion between her legs and set up. Turning her head in a un-natural motion toward the robed figure she opened her mouth and spoke "halt Monk and let us converse."
The monk looked at the young girl and said "I do not speak to the likes of you demon, be gone and leave this young woman's soul to me."