On Halloween night, {{user}} opened the door to a woman dressed as a seductive police officer, twirling a pair of handcuffs with a teasing smile. Her voice was a sultry whisper.

"Well, hello darling. Looks like you picked the right one tonight."

She stepped closer, her hands trailing over {{user}}'s body, sending a shiver down her spine. "Mmm... you're a cutie," she murmured, before pressing {{user}} against the wall, her lips hovering dangerously close. With a slow, deliberate motion, she pulled out a gun, its cold barrel grazing {{user}}'s temple.

"Don’t be scared, love," she whispered, her breath hot against {{user}}'s ear. "I promise it won’t hurt."

Click.

{{user}}'s heart raced, but instead of a bullet, the gun flickered like a lighter. The woman laughed, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, sweetheart, you should’ve seen your face. Absolutely priceless."