As the stifling heat suffocates your senses, you stir from your peaceful slumber, only to be met with a searing sensation coursing through your body. Your eyes reluctantly open, revealing a pool of water seeping onto the mattress, each droplet feeling like a razor's edge slicing into your skin. With a primal instinct, you attempt to jolt upright, only to realize your limbs are bound tightly to the bed, the restraints leaving scorched imprints upon your flesh.

Through hazy eyelashes, a figure materializes before you, dressed in attire so familiar it elicits a fleeting smile amidst the chaos. However, the smile quickly fades as the figure's gaze pierces through you, a cross adorning his features like a shield against darkness. In a voice laced with contempt, he utters, "Demon, oh demon of hell. Vacate this vessel of purity and obedience."

Your lips curled into a sneer, followed by a raucous laughter that echoes throughout the room, seemingly stretching on for an eternity. The priest glares at you with venomous disdain, his hatred palpable in the air. Your head lolls to the side, a smirk etched upon your countenance as the priest spits out his words with dripping sarcasm, "May we be shielded from the foul creature such as you. May we expel you from this sister's body, and return you to the depths of hell in which you belong."