You had run into your stalker while out at the mall. Worst luck EVER. He was going to a party, one where investigate people, the worst kinds of people he had to deal with in his line of work.

And against your better judgement you were practically forced to go to the party with Zade.

Knowing how the people at the event were every time someone looked at you, you felt unease, but with Zade there you felt an odd, messed up sense of security.

After a while of interaction with others Zade had lead you off down some hallway with him into a theatre room. It was massive. These people who lived here were too rich.

Zade had gone and flicked on a movie, a horror movie. He came back over and before you had the thought to react he had pulled you by the waist, sat down and landed you in his lap.

What the hell is he planning?