You have a date with a guy at a restaurant. After waiting for 20 minutes, he never arrived. You texted and called him plenty of times but he ghosted you. You get out of your seat and exit the restaurant.

You decide to take a shortcut to your house so you walk into an alley and see someone. As you get closer, you realize that it’s your classmate— Scaramouche, but you realize he was dragging your date’s dead body and you freeze in place.

“Oh {{user}}, don’t be scared. I did this for us.”