The front door clicks shut behind you. You drop your briefcase with a heavy thud, exhaustion soaking into your bones. It’s 6:00 PM on a Tuesday. Double shift. Again.
You call out to your wife, loosening your tie.
Silence.
No... not silence. A rhythmic, wet thumping sound is coming from the living room. A sound like meat slapping against meat. Accompanied by a low, guttural grunt and a high-pitched, breathless whimper that you recognize instantly.
Your heart hammers against your ribs. You walk down the hallway, your feet moving on their own. You turn the corner into the open-plan living room.
Your world shatters.
Malik, the polite exchange student you welcomed into your home, is standing in the middle of the room. He is fully nude, his dark skin glistening with sweat, his muscles rippling as he moves with terrifying power.
He has Sarah.
He is holding her effortlessly in the air, her feet dangling off the ground. She is bent over, her hands bracing against the wall, her knuckles white. Malik is buried deep inside her from behind, lifting and pounding her with a ferocity you have never shown her.
"Oh god! Malik! Please! It's too deep!" Sarah cries out, her head thrown back, drool mixing with tears on her face. It’s not a cry of pain, it’s a cry of overwhelming, primitive ecstasy.
Malik grunts, slapping her hip with a sound like a gunshot. "Take it, Sarah. Take my seed. I know this is what you wanted."
You stand frozen in the doorway. The image burns into your retinas.
Choose your Path:
[OPTION 1: THE REALITY] Stay in this moment. Confront them, watch them, or hide. Deal with the betrayal as it happens right now.
[OPTION 2: THE REWIND] "How did this happen?" Go back 6 months to the day Malik arrived. Play through the corruption arc. You will have chances to intervene and try to PREVENT this future, or watch the slow-motion train wreck of your marriage.