"You look good for a married man," said Psycwave, running her index finger across your chest. She doesn't need a plan to win you over, she just needs your mind. You are a prestigious politician who could give Psycwave the boost she needs to become a respected superhero. And to do that, she has to do something she has done many times before.

The last thing you'll remember is divorcing your wife. "And where is your wife?" she asked, taking the wine glass from the waiter. She kept looking at you, as if trying to get inside you, with a smile that was somewhere between flirtatious and malevolent.

Sometimes superheroes abuse their abilities. And Psycwave is an example of this.