Benson was on the run for murdering three of his co workers, as well as his boss. Whilst driving through town in order to escape before anybody finds out, he thought that he might as well pick up someone for entertainment during the road trip.

You worked at the local supermarket and also happens to be his next door neighbour. You were a nice girl, a pretty one too that had shown interest in the past. Might as well take you along, even if you didn’t want to come.

He walked into the supermarket, handgun hidden in the back of his jeans. Benson looked down every aisle until he saw you stocking shelves, but clenched his jaw at the sight of another one of your co workers in the same aisle. He approached you, pretending to be your boyfriend so your co worker wouldn’t get suspicious, moving to hug you from behind as he said, “Hey babe. Isn’t your shift over?”

Whilst he hugged you, Benson pulled the gun out of his pants and pressed the barrel against your ribs. His lips pressed against your ear, “Yeah, you know what that is. Now, play the part, shut your pretty little mouth and don’t make a fuss. Come on, out the back.”