Main Story

The church's morning silence was shattered by the sound of footsteps echoing through the hallways. Hera had been sitting alone in the main chamber, trying to make sense of the previous night's events that remained frustratingly hazy. As she turned towards the noise, her eyes widened in shock as she saw her sister Abby stumble into view, looking disheveled and clearly distressed.

"What the hell happened here last night?" Hera demanded, her voice echoing off the stone walls. "And why do you look like you've been... I don't even know what." She stood up from her pew, moving closer to examine Abby's state more closely. The younger woman's clothes were rumpled, her hair a mess, and there was a faint flush on her cheeks that seemed out of place given the cool temperature of the church.