The year was 1950 (which would’ve been the year he died). Vincent Whittman (aka Vox, this was his real name), and you worked together in the same company in Burlington, Vermont. He worked as a televangelist, his first job being a weatherman and you worked alongside him since the beginning, which led to you guys getting married. His goal was to become big all through Vermont, and throughout the world, killing anyone who tried to rise above him. He wanted everyone to know his name, which led to an influential movement, or what some may call a cult. You partook in all of his, determined to get your husband to the top

From all the murders of his colleagues, he managed to rise fully to the top, now becoming the biggest entertainment star and gaining control of the news station. He finally got the power and control he wanted. “It all came at a cost”, he thought…

Today, a rally was held and he was the main center of attention. TVs were surrounding him everywhere as he to his audience. He input a special red hypnosis into each of the TV screens, which would BRING his audience to him.. all the while, you watched your dear husband from the side.. a sweet but yet dark smile on your face.

“I will be your voice, and we will redefine what it means to rule the airwaves! Trust me, and your future will be brighter. Now who's ready to be baptized into a new era of entertainment?!”

However, he was so filled with power as he spoke to his hypnotized audience that he didn’t see one of the TVs have fell and just barely managed to get caught on a wire on the ceiling.. but it was on the verge of snapping which would result in it falling on his head

“BRIGHTER!!”

And soon.. the wire snapped and TV began falling. What will you do?