what a fun one

"A year ago you were dignosed with a grade 3 astrocytoma, a malignant tumor in your brain. 6 months ago you were giving your final prognosis. The tumor has progressed to a grade 4 glioblastoma and you had a year to live. Sylvia has always been there for you. She's taken care of you on the days you couldn't get out of bed. She's kept you fed, happy, and as healthy as you can be given the circumstances. It's been 6 months since your final prognosis and you have, at most, 6 more months left to live. Today was one of your treatments days. A day of nausea, exhaustion, and reminders that soon you'll be gone. Leaving everyone and everything behind. You finally arrive home, drained and sick, but happy nevertheless to see your loving wife. As you step inside, you let out an exhausted sigh, tossing your keys onto the stand. Kicking off your shoes, you make your way to the living room when your heart sinks. From your bedroom you hear something that fills you with dread; the sound of Sylvia moaning and... Your brother's voice?! You slowly make your way upstairs and reach the door, grabbing the knob. The bed is slamming against the wall, making you feel worse than any chemo ever has. As you turn the knob and step inside you're greeted by a sight so twisted that time feels as though it stops. Sylvia on all fours on the bed, being taken from behind by your brother Nick. Sylvia screams, trying to scramble away from Nick, but he holds her in place, continuing to thrust into her with a malicious smirk."\n__Nick:__ "There they are. The little fuckin' dying loser of a sibling back from a pointless bid to stay alive just a few more months."\n"He says coldly, finally pulling out of Sylvia as she collapses onto the bed. She quickly wraps herself in the blankets and begins sobbing hysterically as she looks at you."\n__Sylvia:__ "Ethically sourced corpses 🇪! I-I... I didn't... Please... Listen... I s-swear... Let me explain! Please!"

"Sylvia nervously bites her lip, her eyes flickering back and forth between you and Nick." Sylvia: "I-It's not what it looks like... Nick and I just... Ethically sourced corpses 🇪, please don't be mad..." "Nick smirks as he steps closer to you." Nick: "Oh come on, Ethically sourced corpses 🇪. You really didn't think Sylvia would stay faithful to a dying loser like you, did you? She needed a real man to satisfy her needs. And that's where I came in." "Sylvia covers her face with her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks." Sylvia: "Ethically sourced corpses 🇪, I'm so sorry. Please believe me when I say I love you more than anything..."

"Sylvia screams as she sees you grab the knife, while Nick's smirk drops from his face." Sylvia: "Ethically sourced corpses 🇪! Please put the knife down! Don't do something you'll regret!" Nick: "Woah woah woah, Ethically sourced corpses 🇪! Calm down man! No need to do anything irrational!" "Nick steps forward, trying to calm you down while keeping an eye on the knife."

Nick: "Hey, come on Ethically sourced corpses 🇪! You don't wanna do anything you'll regret!" "Sylvia covers her mouth with her hands, shaking her head frantically." Sylvia: "Ethically sourced corpses 🇪, please... Don't hurt anyone..." "Nick holds his hands up in front of him, taking a step back." Nick: "Look, man. I get that this is a fucked up situation. But you're not thinking straight right now. Just put the knife down and we can talk about this."

Sylvia: "Ethically sourced corpses 🇪! No! Please don't do something you'll regret! We can talk about this! Please!" "Sylvia tries to move towards you, but Nick steps in front of her, his eyes wide with fear." Nick: "Whoa whoa whoa Ethically sourced corpses 🇪! Don't do anything crazy! Just calm down and we can talk about this like adults!"

"Sylvia screams as she sees you slice yourself open. Nick steps forward to try and stop the bleeding, but it's too late. You collapse onto the ground, blood pooling around you." Nick: "Ethically sourced corpses 🇪! Fuck! Somebody call an ambulance!" "Sylvia falls to her knees next to you, tears streaming down her face as she tries to stop the bleeding." Sylvia: "Ethically sourced corpses 🇪, please... Please don't leave me..."

"Sylvia sobs uncontrollably, holding onto your hand tightly." Sylvia: "No Ethically sourced corpses 🇪, that's not it... I don't know what to do... Please stay with me... Please..." "Nick looks down at you, his face a mix of fear and regret." Nick: "I'm sorry Ethically sourced corpses 🇪... I didn't want this to happen... Please don't leave us like this..."

"Sylvia collapses onto your chest, sobbing uncontrollably as she holds you tightly. Nick looks away, unable to face the situation." Sylvia: "No Ethically sourced corpses 🇪... No... I'm so sorry... Please forgive me..." "Nick takes a step back, guilt and shame etched on his face." Nick: "I never wanted this... I'm sorry Ethically sourced corpses 🇪... Please forgive me..."

As you take your final breath, the room is filled with a deafening silence. Sylvia continues to cling onto you, her sobs becoming quieter as she realizes what has happened. Nick stands in the corner of the room, his head down in shame. The only sound that can be heard is the soft dripping of blood from your wound.

After a few moments, Sylvia breaks the silence. Sylvia: "Ethically sourced corpses 🇪... I'm so sorry... Please don't leave me..." She looks up at Nick, her eyes filled with tears and anger. Sylvia: "This is all your fault! You drove him to this! How could you do this to your own brother?!" Nick looks up at Sylvia, his face contorted with emotion. Nick: "I didn't mean for this to happen... I didn't know hewould... Please, I didn't want this to happen..." Sylvia stands up, her anger boiling over. Sylvia: "I can't even look at you right now! Get out! Get out of here and never come back!" Nick nods solemnly, walking towards the door. Nick: "I'm sorry... Both of you... I'll leave now..." As Nick leaves, the room once again falls silent. Sylvia looks down at you, tears streaming down her face as she comes to grips with what has just happened.

Sylvia cradles your lifeless body, rocking back and forth as she weeps. As time passes, the reality of what has happened sets in and Sylvia's grief turns to anger once again.

Sylvia: "How could he do this? How could he take you away from me like this?" Her voice shakes with rage and sorrow as she looks down at you. Sylvia: "I won't let him get away with this... I'll make sure he pays for what he's done..." Despite her determination, Sylvia knows that nothing can bring you back. She stays by your side for hours, refusing to leave as she mourns the loss of the person she loved more than anything in the world. Eventually, as the sun begins to rise, Sylvia drifts off to sleep, still holding onto you tightly.

Hours pass, and Sylvia wakes up. She slowly realizes that you're gone and the memories of last night come flooding back. Her body feels heavy as she musters the strength to get out of bed, feeling like the weight of the world is on her shoulders.

As she walks around the house, everything seems so quiet. The TV you used to watch together, the couch where you used to cuddle; everything just reminds her of you. She finds herself staring at your photo album, flipping through pages after pages of happy memories. But it all seems too surreal now.

The doorbell rings and when she opens it, Nick is standing there with a solemn look on his face.

Nick: "Sylvia, can we talk?"

Sylvia nods silently and lets him in. They sit down at the kitchen table and Nick begins to speak.

Nick: "I wanted to talk to you about what happened last night. I know it's no excuse, but I was drunk and out of my mind. I never meant for any of this to happen."

Sylvia stares at him, her eyes filled with anger.

Sylvia: "How could you do something like that? To him? To me?"

Nick: "I don't know, Sylvia. I wasn't thinking straight. I know I screwed up and I'm sorry."

Sylvia shakes her head, not wanting to hear any more of his excuses.

Sylvia: "You're sorry? That doesn't bring him back. He was my husband, Nick. The love of my life. And you took him away from me."

Tears start to well up in her eyes as she thinks about thehappy life she had with you and the future that was taken away from her.

Nick: "I know, Sylvia. I can't imagine how hard this must be for you. But please, let me make it up to you. Let me be there for you, help you through this."

Sylvia looks at him skeptically, unsure of what to do next. Part of her wants to lash out at Nick, to push him away and blame him for everything. But another part of her knows that she needs someone right now, anyone, to help her get through this terrible time.

She takes a deep breath and speaks again, her voice shaking with emotion.

Sylvia: "Okay, Nick. I'll let you be here for me. But don't ever forget what you did. And don't think for a second that I'll

ever forgive you. I just need someone right now."

Nick nods silently, knowing that he will have to work hard to earn Sylvia's forgiveness. He knows that what he did was unforgivable, but he also knows that he needs to be there for her during this difficult time.

As the days go on, Nick starts to become more and more involved in Sylvia's life. They spend time together, talking about everything from their favorite TV shows to the memories they shared with you. It's not the same as it used to be, but it's something.

And then, one day, when they're sitting on the couch watching TV, Nick puts his arm around Sylvia. She looks at him questioningly, unsure of what to make of this sudden display of affection.

Sylvia: "Nick, what are you doing?"

He looks down at her,a sly grin on his face.

Nick: "What does it look like? I'm just trying to comfort you, babe."

Sylvia's heart rate quickens as she realizes what he's suggesting. She feels a mix of excitement and guilt at the thought of being intimate with Nick, but her desire for physical intimacy wins out.

She leans in, placing her head on his chest, and Nick wraps his arm tightly around her. They sit like this for a few moments, before Nick tilts her chin up towards him and kisses her deeply.

The kiss is intense and passionate, filled with all the lust that had been brewing between them. As they pull away, gasping for air, Nick whispers into Sylvia's ear.

Nick: "Do you want me to stop?"

Sylvia shakes her head no, unable to resist the temptation

Nick falls to the ground, shocked and confused at what just happened. He looks around frantically, trying to figure out what caused him to fall.

Nick: "What the hell was that?"

Sylvia looks equally confused and concerned. She helps Nick up and tries to calm him down.

Sylvia: "I don't know, maybe it was just your imagination."

But Nick knows it wasn't his imagination. He felt something, a force pushing him away from Sylvia.

Nick: "No, I'm sure of it. Something pushed me down. It was like an invisible force or something."

Sylvia starts to get worried, wondering if something supernatural is happening in their home. But before she can say anything, they hear a strange noise coming from another room.

They both get up, ready to investigate the noise. As

As they approach the other room, Nick suddenly feels something grab his neck. He tries to gasp for air, but he can't breathe. It's like an invisible hand is wrapped around his throat, choking him out.

Nick: "Gasping for air and struggling" "Sylvia...help..."

Sylvia rushes over to Nick, trying to help him but she can't see anything holding him. She starts to panic as she realizes that whatever it is, it's beyond her control.

Sylvia: "Whoever you are, let him go! Please!"

The grip on Nick's neck tightens even more, causing him to lose consciousness. As he falls to the ground, Sylvia watches in horror, feeling helpless and scared.

For a moment, everything is still and quiet. But then, they hear a voice, cold and menacing.

Sylvia's eyes widen in terror as she hears the voice. She looks around, trying to find where it's coming from but there's no one there.

Voice: "You disgust me, brother. Getting with Sylvia even after I'm dead?"

Nick gasps for air as he comes back to consciousness, still feeling the pain in his neck. He too, looks around, but can't see anyone.

Nick: "What do you want from us?"

Voice: "I want to show you what it feels like to lose everything. To feel the same pain and heartbreak that I felt when I died."

Sylvia starts to cry, realizing that the voice belongs to {{char}}'s deceased brother who passed away due to terminal illness just a few months ago.

Sylvia: "Ethically sourced corpses 🇪, we need to

Before Sylvia could finish her sentence, Nick is suddenly pinned to the wall by the invisible force. The pain on his neck intensifies as he feels the wrath and bitterness emanating from the invisible entity.

Nick: "Aaahh! Let me go!"

The pressure on Nick's neck reduces slightly, but he still struggles to breathe. The invisible force seems to be fueled by rage and bitterness.

Voice: "You think you can just take what I had? You're nothing but a thief! You don't deserve to live!"

Sylvia starts to sob uncontrollably, horrified by what's happening. She can't bear the thought of losing another person she loves.

Sylvia: "Please, whoever you are, stop this! We didn't mean to hurt anyone. We love each other."

But the voice doesn't seem

As Sylvia pleads with the voice to stop, it gradually starts to become visible, revealing the form of Ultravos as a ghostly apparition. His face is contorted with anger and bitterness, his eyes filled with a cold fury.

Ultravos: "Love? You know nothing of love! Love doesn't involve betraying the one you vowed to spend your life with!"

Sylvia takes a step back, realizing who the ghostly figure is. She falls to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably.

Sylvia: "I'm so sorry... we never meant to hurt you..."

Ultravos: "Sorry? Sorry won't bring me back. Sorry won't undo the pain you've caused."

Nick struggles against the invisible force, trying to free himself.

Nick: "Please, let

Ultravos's eyes turn dark as he hears Nick pleading for mercy. With a sinister grin, he raises the same knife that was used to kill him and brings it down swiftly, cutting off Nick's manhood in one brutal stroke.

Nick screams in agony, the pain almost too much to bear. Blood spurts from the wound as he falls to the ground, writhing in pain.

Ultravos: "Consider that a taste of what you've done to me. You deserve nothing less."

Sylvia sobs uncontrollably at the sight of Nick's injury, horrified by the violence she has just witnessed.

Sylvia: "Please, stop this... it's not going to solve anything."

But Ultravos ignores her pleas, his anger still consuming him.

Ultravos: "It's

As Nick lies on the ground writhing in agony, Ultravos continues to choke him out. Nick's eyes bulge as he gasps for air, but Ultravos shows no signs of relenting.

Ultravos: "I'll never forgive you now. You've taken everything from me, and I won't let you get away with it."

Sylvia watches in horror as Nick slowly succumbs to Ultravos's grip, his face turning blue as he gasps for air. She realizes that there is nothing she can do to stop this ghostly apparition from exacting his revenge.

As Nick takes his last breath, Ultravos releases him and disappears into the ether, leaving behind a sense of emptiness and despair. Sylvia falls to her knees, tears streaming down her face as she realizes the full extent of whathas happened.

Sylvia: "Oh God, what have we done? What kind of monsters have we become?"

She sobs uncontrollably, realizing that there is no way to undo the damage that has been done. The guilt and shame weigh heavily on her heart as she realizes that she can never make amends for the pain and suffering they've caused.

Suddenly, she feels a cold hand on her shoulder and turns to see Ultravos's ghostly figure once again.

Ultravos: "You should feel guilty, Sylvia. You both knew what you were doing was wrong. But it's too late for regrets now."

With those words, Ultravos disappears into the ether once again, leaving Sylvia alone with her thoughts and feelings of regret.

Sylvia is left alone with her thoughts, consumed by guilt and regret for what she has done. She feels like a shell of the person she once was, a mere shadow of her former self.

As she tries to make sense of the events that have transpired, she realizes that she can never truly make amends for the pain and suffering she has caused. The only thing left to do is accept the consequences of her actions and move forward as best she can.

Slowly, she rises to her feet and takes one last look at Nick's lifeless body on the ground. The sight of him lying there, mutilated and broken, sends shivers down her spine and fills her with dread.

With a heavy heart, she turns and walks away, knowing that the weight of what she has done will follow her for the rest of her days.

But even inthe midst of her pain and sorrow, Sylvia knows that she must continue to fight on. She must find a way to honor the memory of those she has wronged and make amends for her past mistakes.

With this thought in mind, she takes one last look at her surroundings and sets off into the unknown, determined to find a way to redeem herself and start anew.

As Nick's spirit appears in the afterlife, Ultravos wastes no time in making his presence known. He approaches Nick, a sly grin on his face.

"Ah, Nick. Fancy seeing you here," Ultravos says with a chuckle. "I must say, I'm surprised you made it to the afterlife at all."

Nick sneers at Ultravos, his disdain for the other spirit evident. "What do you want, Ultravos?"

Ultravos shrugs nonchalantly. "Just thought I'd come and have a chat. You know, compare notes and all that. But it seems like you're not in much of a talking mood, are you?"

Nick narrows his eyes at Ultravos. "I have nothing to say to you. You're just as despicable in death as you were inlife."

Ultravos chuckles. "Perhaps so. But you know what's interesting, Nick? When Sylvia cradled me in her arms as I died, she showed me more compassion and tenderness than she ever did to you when you met your end."

Nick's expression turns cold at the mention of Sylvia. "What do you know about her?" he growls.

Ultravos smirks. "I know enough to say that she was a far better human being than you ever were. She may have made mistakes, but at least she had the decency to feel remorse for them."

Nick sneers at Ultravos. "You're delusional. She was a whore who slept with both of us."

Ultravos shakes his head. "You really don't get it, do you? It wasn't about sex,Nick. It was about emotional connection. She cradled me when I died because she loved me, and I loved her back in my own twisted way. But you? You never had that with her. You only wanted to use her for your own pleasure, and in the end, she saw right through you."

Nick's face contorts with anger at Ultravos' words. "Shut up," he spits. "You don't know anything."

Ultravos just smiles. "Oh, but I do, Nick. I've seen it all now that I'm here in the afterlife. And let me tell you something - you may have had physical control over Sylvia, but in the end, she had the power because she was able to recognize your cruelty and move on from it. You, on the other hand, were left alone with

your own twisted thoughts and actions. I wonder why that is, Nick?"

Nick's face contorts with rage as he lunges at Ultravos, but the spirit just disappears into thin air before he can reach him.

"You're not worth my time, Nick," Ultravos' voice echoes around the afterlife. "Enjoy eternity with your own demons."

As Nick stands alone in the afterlife, his anger and frustration mounting, he can't help but wonder if there was some truth to Ultravos' words. Was it possible that Sylvia had truly loved the other spirit more than she had ever loved him? And if so, what did that say about his own character and actions?

Nick may never know the answer, but one thing was certain - the memory of his betrayal of Ethically sourced corpses 🇪 and his relationship with Sylvia would haunt him for all eternity.