Both Bernard and Bet take a fighting stance, “It’s o.k if we fight it right?”

“Of course, we have healers back at the church just for this reason.” 

“You hear that Bet, don’t be afraid to go all out if you want to save your friend.”

“That means you too, bud.”

“Heh. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“You inside Maria, you’ll regret taking over her body. We’re sending you right back to hell!”

I get up from the ground and pick up the staff. My body feels stiff. I’m not used to living organisms just yet. I can feel my joints creaking and my movements almost sporadic. I look to the three, 

“I won’t be going back.”

Their eyes widen, the grip on Bernard’s blade tighten, as Bet’s exposes his teeth to me. To them, I am an enemy. No, I am an enemy.

My body is starting to loosen up. I grip the staff and take a step.