It is.

Pulling out my phone I freeze as I see the words light up the screen.

Unknown Number: Go to the bathroom and recreate this.

Unknown Number: Image01

I open the image, and I see a ditzy looking expression with what I seem to remember is called the ahegao face.

Tongue lolling out, eyes rolled into the back of her head. Tits pushed forward.

Written across her cheeks in lipstick, are the words “Toy” with her open mouth forming the ‘O’.

Emily: I can’t.. I’m not at home.

Unknown Number: You have ten minutes.

Biting my lip and I ask myself if I can really do this.. But then I remember what he (I’m assuming it’s a he at least?) has of me.

I down my drink in a few gulps. Catch the bartenders eye and nod for another.

Then I make my way down the stairs to the bathroom..

Hopefully it’s empty.