The cat was on the edge of death’s cliff, or barely hanging onto his little evanescent life when Clarice found him in the middle of a circle of nuns.

“Wha-what the heck?” Clarice found herself speaking in puzzlement as she stumbled upon six black-hooded nuns who were just about to slowly turn around at the sound of her bewildered voice.

The black-hooded nuns all occurred to possess a sense of reality at the sight of Clarice’s face, Clarice’s rather “human” face in comparison to theirs that had been worn away ages ago.

One of the nuns with apparently, a younger face out of the six, grimaced with an execrable smile that unexpectedly shuddered Clarice to her bones. *FYI Clarice deemed herself as quite fearsome and audacious these days in her puberty*

“Hello, daughter. Would you wish to join us?”

Clarice could feel her teeth’s uncontrollable shudder at the nun’s unusual way of greeting, not to mention their previous questionable action before she “brutally” interrupted them with an unwise word.

Yes, you guessed that right. Her action of saying the word "hell". Clarice didn’t say that daily though. She was a good child.

“What do you mean?”

“Our gem, our daughter, why don’t you come and join us?” The black nun patiently reiterated her words, which struck to Clarice as rather impolite and impudent.

But again, Clarice never experienced such a peculiar encounter like this. Despite being an apathetic human being just entering puberty, she obviously couldn’t handle the situation at hand.

A feeling of debacle quickly transformed itself into drizzles of yellow liquids trailing down Clarice’s inner thighs. Followed by a sigh of relief, her tensed muscles gradually returned to their relaxed state just as the liquid with a slightish beige color, denoting Clarice’s disinterest in water these days, finally finished its trip to the ground.

The six black nuns stared in utter shock as a foul smell permeated the air and made its way into their unidentifiable disfigured noses, but somehow one of the nuns could distinctly make out the direction of which the pungence came from — Clarice's adductors.

Then, as the nuns all directed their glazes to the pee-dripping pant, a strange feeling suddenly invaded Clarice’s mind and operated her body in an abnormal fashion which came about as machinery to the “wide-eyed” nuns. Despite seeing many unexplained phenomena and occurrences in their long, living years, the black nuns felt the nostalgia of fear and fervor excitement.

“Is he inside her?”

“Can we still use her?”

“What if she doesn’t work anymore?”

“She must be transforming!”

Clarice could precisely make out the nuns’ fairly disrespectable comments of her, but she could also not ignore the subtle feeling of something awakening inside of her as if the nuns’ voices set it on a cue to come out.

STOP! MAKE THIS ALL STOP

As if complying with Clarice’s behest, the being inside of her started quieting down, at the same time she could consciously hear a machinery voice like... like that of Siris. (The Apple thing)

Yen detected. Identifying rank….

Rank 13, type oH. Confirmed.

Connecting to a designated system…

Pairing with system Arpha…1…2…3