Blind date

Sarah set her GPS to Woodlane County in the Western Groves. She had never been to that area before, but then again, she had never even gone out with a random person before.

It had all begun when her friend had suggested Sarah to make an id on a new social dating site. At first, Sarah had taken it lightly but eventually, she began taking interest in the different messages she received.

All of the members of that dating app who had shown interest in her had been, either too old or too creepy. This one guy, however, caught her eye and Sarah decided to message him. Given that the guy was good looking, Sarah had assumed that she was not going to get a reply.

She was pleasantly surprised when Blake had messaged back. It had been one month since and not a day had gone by where they didn't talk over text. Sarah found him interesting and his good looks proved to be the icing on the cake. Owing to Sarah's introvert nature it took her two months to set her mind to go on a date with a guy she had never met before.

Now that she was turning the corner towards his house, she began to realize that she did not know him all too well. Sure, she knew what his favourite color was and what band he listened to, but did she really know what kind of man he was?

As if her mind was looking for evidence to support her unease, she realized she was looking at stock of plastic wrapping and duct tape lying on the sidewalk of the driveway to his house.

Panic hit her as she realized what was going to happen but was her panic really justified? Was it paranoia destroying the beautiful relationship that she had built online? Sarah knew that she would never be able to meet him again if not that day. Taking a deep breath, Sarah got out of the car and headed towards the apparent empty house; she thanked God that he was not standing there to greet her otherwise, he would have seen her in that condition.

Despite herself, she went to the window nearby and checked to see if there was anyone inside. Sarah felt her legs weaken as she saw a set of knives and straps laid on the table in the room inside surrounded by pictures of mutilated corpses.

Swallowing hard, Sarah ran back to her car and fumbled with the key until the car was in ignition again. Fate had been on her side this time, but she needed to get out of that place as fast as she could.

As Sarah hysterically pulled the car from his driveway, she saw a fash in her rearview mirror as the sun hit the mirror. For a second, she could have sworn she saw something move behind her, but she did not have the time to think. She hurried the car out of the lane and down the mainstreet as her eyes fell on the rearview mirror again.

The grey eyes that stared back at her from the backseat were quite similar to the one she had seen in the picture online; the blade, however, was nowhere on the profile page.