System Quest 2.0: Harvest My Family's Regret
He steeled himself to press a finger to my neck, checking for a pulse.
The second he realized there wasn't one, it was like the air was completely sucked out of him, and he slumped over.
"Noah, cut it out. Don't fool around like this…" he muttered.
The words had barely left his lips when Mom broke down completely, burying her face in Dad's chest as she wept.
The teardrops in the collection vial began falling faster and faster.
The system chimed in, "Congratulations, Host. The regret meter has risen to 70%."