Exorcism Fiasco (2)

The combination of the loud crash and the annoying drizzling of water woke up the slumbering devil on the chair. She yawned and slowly got up, only to find herself in a place she had memories of but somehow didn't seem to remember.

She could somehow point out every arch in the roof and every missing tile in the floor, in her dazed state, but she couldn't tell for the life of her where exactly she was. 

It was as if she had amnesia.

She didn't know how she had arrived here, where the heck she was, and there was nothing that gave it away.

As she slowly blinked her eyes that were brimming with tears after her yawn, her vision cleared even more and her surroundings no longer seemed as if they were blurred. 

She yawned again, like a cat, this time the water filling into the outer corners of her eyes. Once she blinked a few times it finally felt as if she had woken up.