Your sister's house

"My sister's house," you say and the man nods, starting the car.

You couldn't wait to tell your sister all about your new gifts. You and your sister, Nancy, were thick as thieves and up until last year you told each other everything. That was until she got married to Bruno, her meathead boyfriend of 6 months that didn't like you very much. You couldn't believe that they had gotten married so quickly, or that she had started spending more time with him over you. But she seemed happy and that's what you carried about. As the car swerves down the road, you think of all the fun things you and your sister would come up with to do with your new powers.

As the car pulls up to her house you notice something strange. Her car isn't parked in the driveway, but Bruno's is, along with another. You shrug to yourself. You knew it was probably just a handyman or a friend...but another part of you was curious. You exit the vehicle and walk up to the front door. The front door was locked, so you walked around back to the back door, which you knew your sister never locked.

You open the screen door and enter the house. You hear noises coming from the bedroom. You hesitate. You don't really want to walk in on your sister and Bruno having sex. Was this a mistake? You begin to turn around when you see it. A cellphone with a blue star case. You knew that phone. It was Deidre's phone, one of Nancy's best friends. You all used to hang out together all the time. You turn back around and crack open the door to see what you already knew was happening. You see Bruno and Deirdre, sprawled together on the bed.

You are seething in anger, but a part of you can't help but stare at Bruno's hulking frame, his grunts as he thrusts. The sweat dripping down his back as he moaned.

You knew you had to do something, but what would that be?