James Westfield, an 18 year old male, about to head off to university

James sat under the shower, unmoving, for hours. His face felt thick and swollen, and he knew it looked as bad as it felt, if not worse. He had gone to visit his girlfriend one last time before going to uni at UCL next week, only to find her in bed with another man. What they had then done to him had been brutal, sadistic and cruel. Then they had kicked him out, laughing at him.

He had staggered home, beaten to shit, covered in piss, cum, shit, pussy juice and his own blood. He was grateful that his sisters and his mum were all fast asleep when he got home. He didn't want to have to explain what had happened to him that night, in fact he wanted to forget the whole thing has ever happened.

He got up, switched off the shower, wrapped a towel gingerly about himself and then went to his room. Where he found a small brown parcel waiting for him on his bed.

What the fuck? He thought to himself. He opened it and a sleek brand new phone fell out along with a letter written on very thick, heavy paper.

James read the letter first:

"Dear Mr James Westfield,

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I am pleased to inform you that you have been selected to partake in the beta testing of a life changing app developed in collaboration by Mr Luc Ifer and Mr J. Ehovah of KIFAP Industries and I.I.B. Inc. respectively. The app is pre-loaded onto your new phone as are all of the contacts, photos and documents from your previous phone. I do sincerely hope you enjoy using the app and that it benefits you greatly.

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Yours sincerely,

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A. Z. Riel esq."

James just put the phone and letter on his bedside table before collapsing into bed and passing out from exhaustion and pain.