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that direction, at the end of the unit, as the door flew off its hinges and crashed against the wall. Amanda leapt from the room, turned and faced us. She began running straight toward us.
         “Motherfucker!” Chloe yelled, as Amanda charged at her. I jumped at Amanda, knocking her to the ground, before she reached Chloe. She flung me off her as if I was a rag doll, and punched me in the face, again. She grabbed the syringe from Chloe’s hand and stabbed at her with it. Chloe put her arm up to block it, and took the injection in the forearm. Amanda let go, as the syringe stuck out from Chloe’s arm, the plunger had been pushed down. Chloe pulled it out, and stumbled behind the nurse’s desk.  The doctor and chaplain stepped away, and Amanda circled around, growling at them.
         “Forgive me father,” she said to Father Pierce, “Gia eímai amartía.” She jumped onto the desk, leapt up at the ceiling and knocked away one of the ceiling panels. As she sprang again, she pulled herself up and disappeared into the vents, through the ceiling.
         “You gotta be shittin’ me,” I said, looking at the opening where she’d just disappeared. “You okay?” I asked Chloe, who was already falling asleep. She took a strong dose, and she’ll probably sleep all day and night.  I looked at Doctor Bennett, who, for the first time, looked concerned. “Well doc?”
         “I guess we need to find Amanda. Again.”
         “What kind of design is that?” I asked, pointing at the ceiling.
         “Not a good one obviously. But I’ve been here for over twenty years, and no one has ever jumped up like that.” He scratched his chin, looking up at the opening. “She could be anywhere now.”
         “No way any of us can go up there,” I said. “We’re all too heavy. The  ceiling would come crashing down.”
         “That was Greek,” Father Pierce said.
         “What?” I asked.
         “That thing she yelled at me. In English she said ‘Forgive me father,’ then in Greek she said ‘For I am sin.’”
         That’s just great. My shift wasn't even half over. This night showed no sign of being over. Ever.
     
     

Chapter 7
     
    12:35 a.m.    
         I asked Father Pierce to join me in the hallway. Fortunately, there were some extra flashlights in the nurse’s station, so he had one too. We went back to the hallway, and listened for any strange sounds. There hadn’t been a peep from the girl since she disappeared into the ceiling.
         “Unit A-367,” my radio squawked.
         “Go ahead,” I replied.
         “You still at the hospital?”
         “Affirmative.”
         “We just received a 911 from there. On the fifth floor, the nurse advised there was a female subject running through the hall. Subject attacked another nurse.”
         “10-4,” I said. Shit.
         “Fifth floor?” Father Pierce repeated, “That’s the pediatric floor.”
         “Fuck me,” I looked at the priest, who had no reaction. “Sorry Father.”
         “Don’t worry about it,” he said. With the power still out, we’ll have to take the stairs to the fifth floor.
         “You know where the stairwell is?” I asked.
         “This way, follow me.” We walked down the long hall, and through a doorway, into the dark stairwell. As if total darkness wasn’t enough, our every movement echoed throughout the concrete walls and metal staircase. It was dark and loud. I don’t creep out easily, but chasing a possessed girl through a dark hospital, in the middle of the night, wasn’t at the top of my list of cool things to do.
         We’d walked up several steps, when the lights came back on. At the top of the stairwell, the girl was standing, snarling at us. The lights turned back off, and then came back on again. This time she was gone, in total darkness.
         “What the hell? Did you see that?” I asked Father