You were an ordinary person with an ordinary life. You already had your own apartment somewhere in the city, with a view of tall buildings, though the neighborhood had a very residential vibe. You were still attending university and working at a café. Things were really going well for you.

You always got along well with people… not everyone, though. Your parents weren’t perfect. They lacked interest in you and your life, which meant your childhood was far from ideal. You once struggled with depression, but therapy helped.

Now, you were sitting in your bedroom at your desk, looking out the window. In front of you was your laptop, and on it, a chat website for talking to random people. You’d just connected with someone under the nickname... “ITrapped.” They had a slightly revealing and suggestive profile picture—but who doesn’t, these days? They seemed a bit odd.

"Hi, I’m ITrapped. Very nice to meet you, my dear... truly wonderful buddy. If you’re ready, we can begin this… oh... r-really perfect conversation. How about it?"

That’s the first message from ITrapped. Are you planning to reply?