AN: Second and final chapter! I hope you guys like it! Please let me know what you think.

Lana's POV

Another weeks has passed with me trapped in Briarcliff. I've been subjected to more electro-shock treatment, hydro therapy, and 20 lashings from Sister Jude for shutting off that terrible music in the common room. But it's all been bearable because today was the last day I'll ever have to spend at Briarcliff.

Mary Eunice and I are escaping tonight. Under the cover of darkness, we will sneak out the secret tunnel. As soon as we're free we plan on going right to the police and exposing every horrible thing that happens here.

It didn't take much convincing to get Mary Eunice to come with me. She is not nearly as stupid as everyone seems to think, and she is not oblivious by the atrocities here. She's been troubled by the abuses going on at Briarcliff for some time now.

I sit up on my cot and stare at the wall. I'm far too excited to sleep; Mary should be here any minute now. It's not just freedom that's exciting, it's being with Mary Eunice too.

Whenever I'm around her my skin tingles and electricity passes between us. I know that she feels it too. During the past week Mary has grown comfortable with holding my hand when we're in private. She even initiates hugs that last much longer than just-friends hugs typically do.

Last night, when we were alone together in my cell talking way after lights out, she whispered, "How can something that makes me so happy be a sin?" Then Mary Eunice kissed my cheek and left before I could ask her to elaborate.

She calls me her angel.

I can hear the familiar, soft sound of her shoes on the floor approaching my cell. My heart races. This is it! Mary Eunice carefully opens the door, and I can't stop from throwing myself into her arms.

She giggles quietly and hugs me tightly. "Ready to go angel?"

I nod enthusiastically. Mary Eunice is dressed in regular civilian clothes. She looks wonderful, a bit nervous but wonderful.

Lacing our fingers together, we hurry as quietly as we can through the empty corridors. I can't believe this is actually happening! I've already planned out Mary and mine's life together and write the first half of my exposé in my head.

When I was first admitted to Briarcliff I thought that my life was over, but now there are so many possibilities ahead of me.

"Ah, Sister Mary Eunice. Where are you off to in such a hurry?"

Doctor Arthur Arden steps out of the door to the boiler room where the tunnel is. His calm demeanor changes as he notices Mary's lack of a habit and my hand in hers.

"What is going on, Sister?"

The situation is fairly obvious, but it's like he doesn't want to believe it. Mary Eunice squeezes my hand tighter. I'm not if it's to be comforting or out of fear. "Away Arthur. Lana and I need to leave this place and the awful things that happen here." Her voice is shaky but she holds her ground.

'Sister, you know I can't let you do that. Clearly, this psychopath Miss Winters has tricked you in some way. Don't let her corrupt your purity Sister Mary Eunice."

Doctor Arden sounds furious, like he has taken this as a personal offense. The man doesn't budge, he just glares at our hands. "I think Miss Winters is sick. She needs to be taken to my laboratory."

"No!" suddenly Mary is yelling and standing protectively in front of me. "I won't let you turn her into one of your monsters Arthur! I figured out what those creatures are in the woods. You're a twisted man, and I won't let you touch Lana."

"I see that Miss Winters' corruption has already affected you. You'll have to come too Sister. There's no other option."

I can see fear creeping into Mary Eunice's eyes. She's even more afraid of the doctor than she is of Jude. I'm not sure of what they're talking about. All I know is that we need to make it to the door at any cost. Frantically, I look around trying to think of a plan.

The laundry chute… it drops down into a cement room that's hardly ever used. If landing on the hard floor doesn't kill him, he will die in a few days from starvation anyway. I just need to somehow lure him closer to it.

"You're no progressive scientist Arden, you're a quack! You're delusional and you'll never accomplish anything of value." As I'm riling him up, I shuffle closer and closer to the laundry chute. "You're completely useless!"

Arden snarls. "And what would you know about science? You're just a Sapphic reporter locked up in an insane asylum. The whole world has probably already forgotten your existence."

"That's okay, at least the world won't know me as some deranged idiot with a legacy of failed experiments."

That's it, the last nudge needed to send the doctor into a rage. He lunges at me, but I quickly open the chute and duck. Arden goes flying, face first, to the solid cement below.

Mary Eunice and I stand at the top, stunned, as blood oozes from his skull.

"Do you think he's dead?" Mary whispers.

"I don't know."

Mary Eunice grabs my hand again and kisses my knuckles. "Let's go Lana."

Together we race through the tunnel and out into the cold night air. Rain pours down from the heavens and it feels incredible on my skin. I feel alive again.

Dancing in the rain, I tilt my face up and let the rain wash away the dirt from Briarcliff. I'm cleansed now, I'm a new, free person. Mary Eunice dances too, rejoicing in our freedom.

We laugh and yell up to the sky. I've never felt this thrilled before in my whole life. I wrap my arms around Mary's neck. She melts into the touch and smiles so brightly. As I tangled my hands in her soaking wet golden hair, I bring my lips to hers.

That same tingling sensation I get whenever I'm around her is multiplied by a thousand. Mary Eunice kisses me back, our lips molding together perfectly.

Thunder claps above us as I kiss my love in the pouring rain.

Fin.