Nothing

“Fuck why would you do that?” You scream inside your head.

As you stand frozen in the corner of the bathroom, there’s a second and third knock. And then silence.

“FUCKFUCKFUCK!” You are losing it, what are you supposed to do? Who is out there? Why did you okay along with some weirdo late night note?

Before you can answer any of those questions, you hear shuffling at the door. As you stare, still petrified, you see a small wad of paper slip under the door. You quietly approach the item. Another note, this one is much more substantial. As you unfold it, you realize that there is a wad of cash between the two paper halves. You count out $2500.

“Open up.” The note reads.