Chapter 3 A god's finger

With fear running through her blood, Magdalene didn't even remember to knock at Adam's door but burst through like a wild boar driven by fear.

"What's wrong?" Adam couldn't avoid asking Magdalene who stood by the bedside, confused with a look of shame.

"I don't like the weather tonight."

Her voice was low over the thunder, calling for him to sit, to hold her down. "Sorry for..." She began but Adam stopped her short with a shush.

"You can stay if you want to." Adam began letting go of his smooth grip on Magdalene as he reached for his shirt, "I wasn't even sleepy, can you please switch on the lights?"

Apart from the lightning outside, the only light that illuminated the area came from the neighbouring buildings.

"I fear my electricity token is depleted. I'm so sorry about it." Magdalene was so embarrassed about her current position that she forgot what had made her seek refuge in her patient room.

The two sat on the medium-sized bed, it was all awkward, in the dark, under a pat-a-pat roof with their fingers intertwined.

None had the slight idea that the otherworldly demonic influence had long descended and created a bond between the two. Adam's finger on Magdalene's was the demon's channel to manipulate Magdalene to remain naive and obedient to Adam.

"Did you hear the howls earlier?" Magdalene who had been silent for a couple of minutes finally asked as Adam shook his head explaining that maybe it was her imagination and fear.

Midnight killed silence as another round of hail befell the town.

This time along with the rain came a strong wind that licked the walls furiously leaving heavy droplets to descend the wall. It was never going to end until Adam fulfilled his very first task.

It was already two hours past Magdalene's fear. The latter had long grown immune to the terrifying thunder and illusional ghost wails.

"I will go back to my room. Thanks for the company." Magdalene who realized her soft palm was sweaty said creating a substantial space between her and Adam.

"Ok. Have a good night." Adam wished her as Magdalene made a move as if ready to move but all she did was turn her head in the dark and stare at Adam's shadowy appearance in the dimness.

"Sorry for bothering you." She apologized.

Amidst the darkness, unseen to the two, a ghostly finger crept along the dark hallway, slithering under the door into Adam's room stealthy upon the bed.

With it came fear and confusion as thunder rumbled and Magdalene hesitated.

The shadowy figure had long reached its destination, gripping Magdalene onto the bed she had offered as a good Samaritan to a poor patient.

In the chalice of fear, Magdalene leaned slightly to the right and her left bumped into Adam's right, drawing the influence of the demon into craziness as Adam felt what he feared most, the dire need for copulation!

Although it was against his wish, he had no control over the desire. The devil owned his phallus and had control over his body.

He knew his phallus had enlarged after that night, maybe an inch or two but it was thicker than an infant's arm.

"I need to use the loo." Adam who felt a tinker in his pants the moment Magdalene mistakenly brushed his right stood up hastily to leave. But it was as if the ghostly shadow hand was god's finger.

Magdalene had her left hand on his, she had long fallen into the devil's lair.

"Magdalene?" Adam who had no option but to call her name softly and politely made his leave as the rain ceased and a heavy shadow blinded their sight.

*****

"I'm back," Adam announced finding his way back to the room hoping that Magdalene had long left. He walked along the walls, avoiding knocking anything over as he made it to the bed.

"Is that you?" Adam asked as he saw the shadow seated on his bed, it was his benefactor, innocently waiting for him.

"Adam? It's so dark I can't see my way out." Magdalene responded reaching her hand out for Adam to guide him out to her room, "Please walk me back to my room." She requested as Adam straightened his hand out for her to hold on to but instead, he felt a strong soft grip on his penis.

"HUH?"

"Your finger is swollen!" Magdalene screamed as she did not gently feel what she thought was a figure. "Oh, is your arm wrist." She thought as she felt a pulse beat as his muscles grew hard and strong.

She clutched her hand gently on the so-called wrist as Adam froze in shock wondering when he had forgotten to zip his penis back in his shorts.

"Uh-uh ..." Adam responded as he brushed Magdalene's hand off his phallus.

"Was that your...! Oh my God!" Magdalene screamed as she realizes Adam had deliberately handed her his penis to hold on to. "What are you doing!"

Her scream existed only in her house as the god's finger cursed Adam to succumb to the demon's influence.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" A cry resonated in the dark as Adam lost his senses to the overlord of his demise.