rock paper scissors :: m.g.c.

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message from; psycho

hello, mali. i want to play a game.

mali stared at her phone silently, more than just a bit terrified of what 'game' this stranger could be talking about.

and what if i don't want to play?

you will want to play
unless you want all your dirty little secrets to spill
example one

mali's iphone buzzed as a video message popped up. she hesitantly clicked on the bubble, her mind going on overdrive as she thought how bad could it be about what this psycho could possibly have on her.

and it was bad. the video showed at least twenty three boys having sex with mali. one of those boys being her deceased brother's best friend ashton. ashton, the boy who was murdered. ashton, the boy everyone loved. ashton, the boy in a relationship.

where did you get this?

i have my ways. now, mali, are you going to play my game?
i promise it will be fun

i guess i don't really have a choice, do i?

no, you've never had a choice
now, let us begin
rock paper scissors?