She snapped her fingers in Sam's ear to be sure he was completely out. She got out of bed and put up her hair. She dressed in a robe and slippers to cover her nakedness, grabbed her keys, walked outside to her large shed, and unlocked the door. She turned on the light and locked the door behind her. Her house was elegant and stylish, but the inside of her shed looked like a torcher chamber; whips and sharp objects were all around. No one came in here but her. She had a small mirror mounted on the wall that she currently gazed into. Chalice's face was solemn, but the face of her reflection smirked at her cruelly.
"You lucky bitch!" the reflection said. "You get to screw both of the Winchester brothers! So who's better, Sam or Dean?"
Tears formed in Chalice's eyes. "Neither. I love them both so much…"
"They won't see it that way when they find out you betrayed both of them."
"I don't know why this is happening…I go to church, I never sleep around, but I…but I can't help myself…"
"It's all right…You're the best lay either of them have ever had, and you're having fun…who cares if you're a dirty lying whore."
"I'm not!" Chalice cried to the mirror. "I'm a good person!"
"Dirty Worthless Slutt! You're going to crush them both. Haven't they been through enough already? You don't deserve to live!"
"SHUT UP!" Chalice screamed as she punched the mirror. Now a hundred tiny images of her reflection smirked at her cruelly. She took off her robe, but the mirror was up too high to show any of her naked body. She put a strip of leather in her mouth to bite on. She grabbed a cat of nine tails she kept near the mirror, and began to beat her back with it. She was crying and screaming from the intense self-inflicted pain, but the leather strap in her mouth helped her keep the secret. She whipped herself repeatedly until she almost took all the skin off of her back. The faces in the mirror laughed at her the whole time. Finally she dropped the whip and collapsed to the ground on her knees. Removing the leather strap, she put her face in her hands and sobbed. The oozing wounds on her back began to heal instantly. Within minutes, her back was fully restored, but she continued to sob. Finally she stopped and put her robe back on. She snuck back into the house and lay down in the bed naked next to Sam. She held him, and hoped he didn't suspect anything.