Social Media Snares

You wake up the following Friday excited for your mysterious date. You slip on your red dress and straighten your wavy hair. You feel confident but deep down inside your stomach is swarming with butterflies. You glance down at your watch the clock reads, 5:20. Miles says he is picking you up at 5:30. The time is ticking rapidly with only 10 minutes to go. You head downstairs and wait for his text. You see a white van with tinted windows pull into your driveway. You are feeling a little sketched out when suddenly a notification pops up from Miles. It reads, “Please regard the car, it’s my dads work truck.” You head outside and open the door to the vehicle. Miles’s voice is much deeper than you have expected and he whispers, “Let’s Take a Journey” in your left ear. Chills run down your spine and paralyze your body. Your hand jumps for the handle wanting to escape as soon as you can. The handle is stiff, you are locked in. Suddenly, a figure slips from the back placing a plastic bag over your head. You gasp for air and scream bloody murder. You are losing conscience from the lack of oxygen. He grabs a knife and cuts your neck. Blood gushes from your veins and you feel very faint. This is the end, you have made all the wrong choices. GAME OVER!