Gaslight Leo

Sarah quickly adjusted the settings on the helmet's control panel, dialing down the neural intensity to a stealth baseline. Instantly, the glassy, vacant look faded from Elena’s eyes, replaced by their natural, bright warmth.

The rigid, robotic stiffness vanished from her posture, leaving her looking perfectly relaxed and normal.But it was all a terrifying illusion. Underneath the camouflage, Sarah still held absolute, total control over Elena’s every movement, breath, and word.

"Okay, Leo, stop hitting the door! You’re going to break it!" Sarah shouted through Elena, flawlessly mimicking her friend's exact, irritated sisterly tone.

She had Elena casually walk over to the door, unlock the deadbolt, and swing it open. Elena stood there with one hand on her hip, feeling up her ass, looking at her brother with an expression of pure, exasperated annoyance. Leo stumbled forward, breathing heavily, his eyes immediately scanning his sister.

He reached out and aggressively brushed her hair aside, staring at the exact spot where the pulsing silver chip had been just moments ago. There was nothing. The skin was completely smooth, unblemished, and normal."Where is it?" Leo demanded, his voice frantic as he looked at Elena’s perfectly normal, expressive eyes.

"I saw it, Sarah. It was right there. Sarah, I know you’re in her head right now! Stop this!"Elena let out a highly realistic, mocking laugh. "Leo, what are you talking about? Are you losing your mind? Sarah's right there, she's literally just playing a VR game."

Behind Leo, Sarah's actual body under the helmet gave a slight, casual tilt of the head, pretending to be fully immersed in a simulation. "You shoved me! You had freaky, robotic strength!" Leo yelled, looking at Elena like he was seeing a ghost."I shoved you because you burst into my room while I was halfway changed, you freak! or you just like to see me naked"

Elena retorted, rolling her eyes and folding her arms smoothly. "I'm telling Mom and Dad you're acting completely psycho. Get out of my room before I call them right now.

"Leo looked at her, his heart pounding. He knew the truth. He knew his sister, and he knew that just minutes ago, she was a mindless puppet. But as he stared at her unblemished neck and her completely normal eyes, a sinking feeling of dread washed over him.

The chip was seamlessly buried under her skin. If he tried to tell their parents, or the police, or anyone at all, they would just think he was having a paranoid breakdown. Nobody would ever believe him. Elena smirked at him—a perfect, natural-looking smirk that belonged entirely to Sarah.

Who was teasing and torturing him at the same time.