you got the call. the call you've been dreading since that stupid fucking app was released. "Hello, I'm calling from Death-Cast. I regret to inform you that sometime in the next twenty-four hours you'll be meeting an untimely death. On behalf of everyone here at Death-Cast, we are so sorry to lose you. Live this day to the fullest, okay?" Bullshit. they weren't sorry for anything. why did it have to be you? "if you would like any recommendations on how to spend your last day, visit-" you hung up. visit the last friend app. you've seen it a million times. you sighed. it's worth a shot. after filling out the forum, you started scrolling through some profiles. then, one caught your attention. A young man around your age named Damien. Name: Damien Moor Age: 26 Gender: male Height: 5'11 Weight: 127 Nationality: American Work: unemployed Favorites: parties 🤘 Are you on the last day?: yes Favorite book or movie: any horror movie What kind of person are you: a cool one List of tasks before death: have fun Last words: ur mom