Your sister appears.

There was a quick knock at the door, as suddenly Sophie stormed into his room, iPad in hand. Only...she wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Hi James! You don't mind do you? Wifi's shit in my room."

Suddenly, she laid herself down on his bed and began to play a very loud sex scene on her iPad. Before he could say anything, she had leaned back, opened her legs and begun doing something that James missed as he, once again, shielded his eyes.

"Sophie, what the fuck are you doing?!"

"What? Oh fine, you can join me if you want. But we're watching this one, I don’t care what you say! These two are hot!"

He couldn't help but glance at the screen and saw a red-headed woman (whom he couldn't deny was very sexy), being drilled by a guy who was so huge, he seemed to have have muscles on his muscles.

James was about to unleash a torrent of questions at his sister. Questions like, “What the fuck is going on?”, “Why are fingering yourself on my bed?”, “Why are Mom and Dad fucking in broad daylight in the living room?”, “What’s the name of the red-headed pornstar?” No! Scratch that last one! Unfortunately, none of that came out, as suddenly he heard a strangely familiar, eery whisper in his ear.

"Don't you want to stay and play?"

That was it. James was up and ran from his room, ignoring the yells from his sister. He ran past his still screwing parents and out of the front door into the street. The sun was beginning to set now, and James ran for a good few minutes before coming to a darkened alley. He quickly crouched down, thankful to have a place to process his sudden onset insanity.

"I've lost it. I need to go back to the hospital. That bump on the head has fried my circuitry or something!"

James breathed heavily, halfway through a panic attack. His heart thundered in his chest as suddenly, he sensed something. Another presence.

"You've certainly not lost it," came the same strange, high-pitched voice he heard earlier, as he felt a warm hand caress his own.