Ask your friends

Normally, you'd never be bold enough to show this kind of thing on your phone to anyone. But in this case, curiosity is eating away at you. That afternoon, while eating lunch with two of your friends, you tell them about the app.

The three of you had been friends since high school, so you could trust them with anything. Dennis was the clown of the group and would most certainly mock you, but he'd still be willing to offer a solution. Besides, if the jokes got out of hand, you could always mock his bright red "clown hair" again. That got him to shut up.

Larry was the more paranoid one of the group. He probably wouldn't have any useful solutions, but that didn't mean he was stupid. It was still worth talking to his blonde ass and getting an opinion.

You meet them at a cafe downtown and try to figure out how to breach the subject. "Hey, guys, have you ever gotten a weird virus on your phone?"

"What virus isn't weird?" Larry asks.

"Uh...well, I got this message here." You show your phone to your friends.

"Shit, man, you're into that kind of stuff?!" Dennis asks. "What freaky conventions are you going to?"

You shush him to keep the other tables from hearing. "Look, I didn't go to a porn convention, okay? I downloaded this app that said, 'I'd never be alone.' I thought it was some kind of game or dating app."

"See, that's why I don't like having all these apps on my phone!" Larry says. "They're taking all our information and are going to charge us for it sometime soon! Mark my words!"

"Whatever, dude," Dennis mocks. "I think it's just a photoshop. Someone found the picture you took and is screwing with you."

"Yeah, that's the thing," you say. "I didn't take this photo. Someone sent it to me. No return number or anything."

"You think you got a stalker?" Louis asks. "I've been thinking the same thing. I swear, I keep hearing some lady giggle by me when I go to work, or even in the bathroom. It's like someone's invisible or playing a sound to irritate me."

"Or they're laughing at your Johnson size," Dennis says.

"Oh, get fucked!" Louis snaps.

Dennis laughs. "Hey, relax! It's just some prankster. I think I got one too. Every time I go to work at the mall, I hear this heavy breathing from one of the mannequins. My co-workers probably put a radio in it to freak me out."

You sigh, wondering if this really is just a prank. "Maybe. I need the bathroom real quick. Be right back."

As you wash your hands in the mirror after using the bathroom, your phone chimes again. Picking it up, you nearly drop your phone in shock. It's an image of the creature standing in one of the stalls. She's using one hand to wave at you and the other to playfully cover one of her breasts. The door is open, allowing her to see you as you walk by.

Carefully, you approach the stall and peer inside, but no one is there. It's as if they just disappeared. You look at the message again and see she has written something under the photo.

<Your friends are cute, but this party is invitation only. And it's only getting started. See you soon, John>