Fall into Depravity

You continue looking at the woman, but sigh and lean against your car, thinking. You don't want this power, but a part of you desperately does and wants to use it for entirely selfish reasons. The fact that a power like this could even exist seems to you to indicate that traditional forms of morality could be entirely wrong anyways. All the nights that you've spent fantasizing about control like this flash through your mind, as do the horrible ways everyone but your mother has treated you, and you completely snap.

You swallow, realizing how momentous this occasion is, and stand shakily to your feet. The power might still have limitations you don't know about, and you aren't quite sure how others will interpret your questions or their responses, so you stop to think for a moment.

Your house looms in front of you and across the street. Images of your mother and older twin sisters flash through your mind, but you shake them out for the time being. At the very least you want to refrain from using this on your mom for now, though the way you've started thinking about other people makes keeping that desire seem somewhat improbable at best.

Regardless, you stand up straight, and think about where to go and what to do with your newfound moral compass, or lack thereof. You think about the jogger, people at your school, and even your sisters. But you also wonder if a few tests to figure out the power away from people you know would be best.