Well. Here you are again.
You're in a quiet bar waiting for a date who you know nothing about. The bartender [pours you a drink.]<click|(click:'?click')[
[[They walk in.]]]
(click-replace: "quiet bar")[overpriced bar]Shit! [[Be casual!]]You wave them over. They catch your eye and wave back.
"Hey! Did I keep you waiting?"
[[Good! How are you?]]
[[Not at all!]]
[[Haha, yeah.]]Your date takes a seat next to you and leans forward intently.
"I'm being followed."
[[Glance out the window.]]
[[...What are you talking about?]]"[Huh?]<click|" Your date puts down their things, still smiling tentatively. (click:'?click')[Shit.]
"I mean, it's all good! Can I get you a drink?"
They order wine. You notice a tattoo of a snake along their wrist.
[[What's your tattoo about?]]
[[Ask them what they're passionate about.]]
(click-replace:"Shit.")[Shit. Damn it. Go home. This is over.]They orders a drink and lean forward.
"Tell me about yourself!"
[[Talk about your hobbies.]]
[[Talk about your job.]]
[[Talk about your family.]]
(click-replace: "leans forward.")[lean forward. They might be into you!]Why are you laughing. They didn't say anything. They know they didn't say anything.
They order a drink and [ask you about your day]<click|. (click:'?click')[There's something weird about the way your date is looking at you.]
[[Current events are ruining my life.]]
Double-click this passage to edit it.They agree. They work in education and fill you in on the state of public schooling. It's interesting. You try and lighten the mood.
[[Look at this video of a cat trying to ride a bike.]]
[[I'm really glad we met in person.]]
(click-replace: "agrees.")[agrees. Everything's terrible.]
(click-replace: "interesting.")[a huge bummer.]They laugh and pull up a picture of their cat.
Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.You don't see anything. What's going on?
"Did you see it?" your date whispers, not looking back.
["It?"]<click| you reply slowly. (click: ?click)[Your date pales.]
[[I should go...]]
[[Did you want a drink?]]
(click-replace: "You don't see anything.")[You see a dark figure across the street. It moves away as you glance at it.]
"Listen, you are very cute, and this is a strange way to enter a date, but I need you to be discreet. Can you do that?"
[[Heh, you think I'm cute?]]
[[Look outside.|Glance out the window.]]
Your date grabs your arm and looks into your eyes intensely. You back away and move toward the door.
As your hand touches the doorknob your vision blurs at the edges, and the world turns to black.
[[Wake up.]]They order a whiskey and down it in one gulp. This isn't going well.
They look at you sternly. "Listen, I'm haunted."
[[By like... a ghost?]]
[[By like... your past?]]Your head hurts. It feels like you have a hangover, and you can't tell how much time has passed. Where's the bar? Your date?
As your vision clears you see you're in an open field in the middle of a forest. There's a figure next to you.
[[Stay on your back.]]As you rise, you see dark figures emerge from the woods. There must be twenty or thirty of them. You see your date on the floor near your feet.
[[What's going on?]]
[[Run!]]You feel someone touch your hand. Your date whispers in your ear.
"Don't move. The sacrament is beginning."
[[What the hell! Get away!]]
[[Stay still.]]You can barely make out the sound of your own voice as a giant bird screeches from the sky, its eyes larger and brighter than the moon. It sounds like an airplane engine, and you glance back at your date on the ground. They meet your eyes and scream something you can't hear, as the giant bird's beat engulfs you whole. The dark figures in the forest applaud loudly at your demise.
[[''YOU HAVE HAD A BAD DATE.''|Start]]You sprint forward into the forest as fast as you can. It's dark, and you barely have time to snag a glance at any of the people in dark robes coming out of the trees.
They grab at you and try to hurl you back into the clearing.
[[One grabs your arm.]]
[[You make it out.]]As you yell you hear birds squacking loudly in the forest, unlike any birds you've ever heard before. They're screaming.
Your vision blurs and you're suddenly on your feet, your date eye-level with you with their hand outstretched. It's on your chest. It's in your chest.
[[Look down.]]Your date grips your hand. They're warm. Dark shapes dart across the sky, and you can't make out what they are.
They squeeze your hand, and as they do you feel yourself lift off the ground. You begin to emit a soft glow.
[[Fly.]]Your date chuckles in a voice unlike the one you heard in the bar. Their eyes...
The dark sacrament was completed. Your date uses your fragile human body as a vessle to contain the energy of the Dark One. It swallows you up, body and soul, and is released to bring the end of days.
[[''YOU HAVE HAD A BAD DATE.''|Start]]
(click-replace:"Their eyes...")[Their eyes... They're entirely white.] You try to pull away, but they are strong. To your surprise they push you away from the clearing and begin to run in the same direction with you.
"Follow me!" the figure says. It's so dark you can barely make out the trees.
[[You do.]]You burst forth from the forest and tumble downhill onto the hard pavement of the parking lot. You recognize this as the National Park lot just outside of town. You can follow the road back to civilization.
[[Keep running.]]You make it home. Everything is as it was before you left for your date. Life carries on.
You go back to the bar weeks later, but the bartender doesn't remember ever seeing you.
Once in a while, dark figures follow you home, and they stand outside your door. They say nothing. You never see your date again.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]They lead you back to a cottage in the woods. It looks worn. Inside there is a log fire already burning.
The figure leads you inside and offers your earl grey tea.
[[Drink.]]They tell you about the dark machinations of this cult, and how the leader thinks he's possessed by the Dark One. This person has saved you, because they've recently turned from the leadership. They want your help.
[[Let's destroy them.]]
[[Let's call the police.]]Together, and your savior can perform the rituals to rid the cult leader of his posession. You tie your hands to theirs with red rope and cut into to the Elder Tree. The next day you find the cult leader and smear the sap onto his forehead, and he awakes refreshed and thankful.
You and your savior get along quite well. You keep in touch, and over time you develop a meaningful and intimate relationship.
[[''YOUR DATE WENT OK?''|Start]]"The police already know and have chosen to do nothing!" They say, urging you away from your phone. You're already out the door, dialing 911.
The dispatcher said she'll send some people.
The next day, there is only the news report that a body had been found in the forest. Your date. You never hear about the cult again.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]They stare at you. "Yeah."
[[That sounds rough.]]
[[How do you get rid of it?]]They stare sternly at you. "My past is not taking the form of a dark shadow and stalking me around the city."
[[Ah, so a ghost.|By like... a ghost?]]
[[Haha. Yeah, so I should probably head out.|Oh, my roommate texted. I have to go home right now.]]They tell you it's been following them around for a couple of years now. It all started during their birthday, when a charm their mother gave them fell into a grate and was lost. A few days after that, the ghost just started haunting them.
[[Maybe it's your mom.]]
[[That's scary as shit.|Oh, that seems ok.]]Your date rubs their face. "Ugh, I don't know! That stupid charm was supposed to protect me forever." They put their head in their hands.
[[Let's find the charm then.]]
[[Can we buy another charm?]]"My mom isn't dead." They say, tersely. You gulp. "It's my grandfather."
[[How do you know?]]
[[Oh, that seems ok.]]Your date lifts you into the sky and as you turn to them, their body is entirely illuminated. They're impossible to look at.
You fly far above the forest, and as the clearing below you shrinks you hear the dark figures wail in anguish.
[[Land.]]Your date reveals themselves to you as an ethereal body. They hand you a sword made of light. They are not of this world, but neither are those dark figures you saw in the clearing.
Together you work to vanquish them, hunting down the shadows one by one.
When the last is destroyed, they thank you. They needed a human pure of heart to help banish the evil, but they cannot stay in this world. They leave you a parting gift.
[[''YOUR DATE WENT OK?''|Start]]
(click-replace:'parting gift.')[parting gift. They place their hand upon your heart and instill in it a feeling of utmost peace. It stays with you forever.]"He said he'd come back as a ghost. I don't think he's going to hurt me or anything, but it's creepy as fuck."
[You nod slowly.]<click| (click: ?click)["It sure is."]
[[So you have any plans this weekend?]]
[[What was up with your grandpa?|Oh, that seems ok.]]"My grandfather was a necromancer." A beat of silence passes, and the bartender places another whiskey in front of your date. They take a swig. "The ghost has to be him."
[[Cool. I should go.|Oh, my roommate texted. I have to go home right now.]]
[[Is that a family tradition?]]"Yes," they say darkly, taking another swig. "Since I lost that charm he's probably trying to posess me so that he can come back to life."
[[How do you get rid of him?]]
[[Oh, my roommate texted. I have to go home right now.]]They sigh. "I dunno, that charm was a family heirloom that protected us from the spirits of our family. I'll probably have to dig up his grave and crush his bones and scatter him at the four corners of the earth."
[[Sounds cool. Can I help?]]
[[That sounds hard. Why don't we just find that charm?|Let's find the charm then.]]"Alright." Your date doesn't look at you and takes another sip of whiskey.
When you get home your roommate is on the couch playing video games. You finish a bottle of wine with her and don't talk about anything.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]Your date smiles at you and [finishes their drink.]<click| (click:'?click')[
Together, you steal their grandfather's ashes from the nearby graveyard and over the next four months you two take several international vacations.
Being on the road takes a toll; you lose your job, but your date doesn't seem to mind financing the trips. Travelling with them is easy, even fun.
The ghost lurks at every corner, but your presence seems to make it uncomfortable. When the final ashes are scattered it fades away, and your date takes your hand.]
(click-replace:'uncomfortable.')[uncomfortable. It would be very rude to posess your grandchild while someone else is watching.]
(click-replace:'takes your hand.')[takes your hand. They thank you for everything. You exchange numbers.
[[''YOUR DATE WENT OK?''|Start]]]
They're actually going to see a band that you love on Saturday. You talk about music for nearly an hour. They're a graphic designer, but they [toured as a drummer with a band]<click| for nearly two years before getting the job they have now. (click:'?click')[It's a turn on.]
[[Do you think I could come on Saturday?]]
[[You could start a new band with your grandpa.]]"Yeah." They smile. "I'd like that." You talk for another two hours before exchanging numbers and parting ways.
That weekend, you see one of your favorite bands with your date. You dare to hold their hand during the encore, and they kiss you before you leave. Their ghost grandpa had the courtesy to look away.
[[''YOU HAD A GOOD DATE''|Start]]They scoff into their drink. "You're funny."
[[I'm serious. I can play guitar.]]
"You're right." They avert their eyes. "Listen, you seem cool, but I really have to take care of this ghost situation before I start dating. I'll call you?"
[You give them your number.]<click| (click:'?click')[They don't text you back.]
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]Over the next two hours you two plot your scheme to trick the grandfather ghost into being the front man of your band. Your date has a bassist friend [who's also an occultist.]<click| (click:'?click')[They're totally down.
[[Let's take this show on the road.]]]Grandpa ghost is pretty into it. After your first couple of rehersals, your date says that grandpa was probably pretty bored in the afterlife. This seems good for him.
You go on your first tour. You attract lots of teenagers and ghost hunters. It's a big success. You're in talks for a record deal.
[[''YOUR DATE WENT OK?''|Start]]They seem surprised by your enthusiasm. You contact the city's sewage people, but strangely they don't answer.
[[Let's get down and dirty.]]
(click-replace:"they don't answer.")[they don't answer in the middle of the night on a week day.]"I have to make one. [And I need my grandpa's bones.]<click|" They have their head on the bar now. (click:'?click')[The bartender is politely not looking at either of you.]
[[Sorry, I draw the line at grandpa bones.|You're haunted.]]
[[Let's go get them.]]"Seriously?" When you nod, a slow grin spreads across your date's face.
They drive you to the nearby cemetary. Your date [already has a shovel]<click| in the back seat. (click:"?click")[That's interesting.]
[[Dig up pappy.]]
[[What were you doing before this?]]Your date pays for your drink and a round of shots before you dart into the night.
You follow your date back to where they lost the charm; a sewer in a major city center. [You lift up the grate]<click|. (click:'?click')[They laugh and say you're nuts.]
[[They go down first.]]
[[You go down first.]]
(click-replace:"you dart into the night.")[you dart into the night, avoiding the ghostly grandpa that trails twenty feet behind.]As your date disappears into the sewer system, you feel your [vision blur]<click|. (click:'?click')[You're more drunk than you thought.
As you ready yourself to follow, you see the shade near you. It's cold...]
"You coming?" your date calls from below. They have their cellphone light on.
[[Go down.]]As soon as you land you see [something twinkle]<click| in the sewage. You pick it up. (click:"?click")[A small charm, made out of gold and bone.]
"Hey, I found it!"
[[Toss it up.]]The shade comes at you. As you scramble away, [[you fall.]]You wake up in the morning. You can hear cars pass nearby.
"Hey! Is someone down there?" a voice calls from above.
You lift yourself to sit up and your [hand brushes against something]<click| in the sewage. (click:"?click")[A small charm, made out of bone.
You never hear from your date again.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]]Your date grabs it and from the darkness of the sewer you hear a ghastly scream. You scramble back up the ladder to make your way back to the surface.
[[What happened?]]"That was just grandpa." They say, looping the charm around their belly and moving their shirt down to cover it. "He's gone."
[[Nice.]]They offer you a kind smile. "Don't be sorry. He died a while back. Anyway, I'm feeling better."
[[Let's go back to the bar?]]
[[I should be getting home.]]You offer a hi-five, but they don't take it.
"Thank you for everything. But listen, I don't really think I'm ready to date after all this. I should probably talk to my mom about some stuff."
"Listen, really, thank you. Here's my number. I'd like to see you again when this is all over."
You exchange numbers and part ways.
[[''YOUR DATE WENT OK?''|Start]]
(click-replace:"They're right.")[They're right. You're also covered in sewage.]"You're [covered in sewage.]<click|" They say. (click:"?click")[Well, really only your shoes, socks and pants are covered in sewage. And your hand.]
They suggest you go back to your place instead, so you do.
[[''YOU HAD A GOOD DATE''|Start]]"Oh, okay." They don't offer to exchange numbers. Neither do you.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]
(click-replace:"Neither do you.")[Neither do you. And you're covered in sewage.]It takes about two hours of digging before you get anywhere close to the coffin. Throught the night your date opens up about their past, their grandparents, and how unexpected your kindness was.
You like them, you think. They're kind. And weird. That's nice.
[["Freeze!"]]"Hm?" they ask pleasantly. Suddenly, your vision goes dark.
[[When you wake up, you realize it's not grandpa's bones they need at all.]]It's yours.
You're in a dark hole. As you pull yourself upright you get a splinter in your palm.
"You up?" a voice calls from above.
[[Get me out of here!]]
(click-replace:"dark")[deep]"Thanks for your body!" Your date cheers from above. You get a face full of dirt.
"What the hell!" You cry out. As you try to lift yourself up from the hole [your knees buckle]<click|. (click:'click?')[What the hell did they do to you?]
You were always afraid of drowning, but drowning in dirt is worse. You feel your lungs constrict and your body is weak. You keep expecting a second wind, but your body... something's wrong with it.
You don't know how much time has passed before you feel [a cold hand]<click| on your skin. (click:'click?')[It wraps around your ankles, then your legs, then your chest. It crawls inside your body. The chill.]
The ghost has found you. You realize it in your last waking moments, as the ghost forces your very spirit out of its skin.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]You see policeman and his partner about ten feet away, holding a gun at the ready.
"Get on the ground!" He barks. [You and your date comply]<click|.
(click:'?click')["He's my grandpa, fellas." your date says.]
[[Explain yourselves.]]Even when you do, you spend the night in jail together. The dark figure still lurks in the cell adjacent to you. It doesn't approach, though.
Your date says that, it's messed up, but they're really glad you got caught together. To be honest, you are too.
You keep in touch.
[[''YOU HAD AN OK DATE?''|Start]]
(click-replace:"You keep in touch.")[You keep in touch. You both have to appear in court on the same day."]They grimace at you, but seem pleased you haven't looked outside yet. They reach into their pocket for a cellphone.
"Listen, I have to make a call. If anyone enters the bar, do not make eye contact with them, understood?"
[[Uh, alright.]]They smirk at you. As soon as they leave the bar to go to the back, you hear the door of the bar open.
[[Check the time on your cellphone.|Glance down.]]Your date walks to the back of the bar. You keep an ear open for the bar door, but no one else enters while they're making their call.
They return and order you both another round.
"Sorry, work calls. Tell me about yourself."
[[Who's following you?]]
[[Tell them about yourself.]]A woman sits down at the end of the bar and catches your eye.
[[Keep her gaze.]]She smiles at you warmly and beckons you over with a nod of her head.
[[Shake your head no.]]A woman at the end of the bar orders a drink.
About 4 minutes pass before you recieve a text from your date.
//Meet me in the bathroom.//
[[Look back at the woman.|Keep her gaze.]]She waves casually, like she's seeing a friend for a weekly meeting.
"Do you know who you're meeting here?" she asks, still smiling.
[[We met each other on a dating website.]]
[[No, not really...]]She shrugs. (if: (history:) contains "Glance down.")[Something about her gaze keeps you from moving to meet your date in the bathroom.]
You wait for your date to come back, but nearly 10 minutes pass and they haven't returned. Suddenly, the woman at the end of the bar gets up and walks swiftly to the back, near the bathrooms.
[[Follow her.]]You wait a moment to keep some distance from her, but follow her to the back near the restrooms. [She's walking faster now.]<click|
(click:?click)[Her pace quickens and she slams her body against the door of the bathroom, breaking the lock open with surprising force. You break into a run as she disappears inside.
When you turn to enter the bathroom, there's nothing but a broken door and an open window. Both your date and the woman have vanished.]
[["Hey!"]]The bartender claps you on the shoulder and spins you around.
"What the hell! [Who is going to pay for the door?]<click|"
(click: ?click)[You're going to.]
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]You walk to the back and gently knock on the bathroom door. Your date pulls you in.
"Listen very carefully: [I'm an undercover agent.]<click|" (click: ?click)[They flash a badge at you. "I am being followed by an assasin. The woman at the bar is //very// dangerous. Can you help me escape?"]
[[Why are you on a dating website?]]
[[How can I help?]]She lets out a [small laugh]<click|. (click: 'click?')[It's a little rude.] "So that's how they do it."
[[Do what?]][She eyes you up and down.]<click| (click:'?click')[It's uncomfortable.]
"Alright," she says, seemingly content with your answer. "So, what made you interested in a date with this person?"
[[They seemed alright. The pictures. I don't know, actually.]]The woman places a hand on your shoulder. "This person is incredibly dangerous. Do you understand me?" You nod your head yes.
"Stay here." The woman rises and walks to the back of the bar, near the restrooms.
[[Stay there.]]You move back to your drink as the woman goes to the back of the bar, but you don't follow. There are two or three minutes of relative silence as you check your phone.
Suddenly, you hear a loud crash. The bartender rushes back.
[[Stay at the bar.]]
[[Follow the noise.]]They shrug. "My ex is crazy, but I took care of it." Your date leans toward you. You gulp down some of your drink nervously.
"Enough of that. You're cuter than you look on your pictures. Tell me about you."
[[Have a conversation.|Tell them about yourself.]]
[[I'm uncomfortable. I should probably leave.]]You end up talking for over an hour about yourselves. They just got out of a bad relationship. You've been lonely for longer than you'd like to admit.
Despite the weird initial meeting, this is the best date you've been on in a long time. They're charming and interesting.
[[Buy another round.]]Your date smiles and leans back on the stool anyway. It's unnerving.
"No worries, I get it." You start to settle your bill, but your date says they got it.
[[Head home.]]As you begin to walk away from the bar you start to feel funny. Your hands fumble in your pockets to find your phone, but you can't seem to remember where it is. Is it in the bar?
[[Shit.]]You lost consciousness in that parking lot, [you think.]<click|
(click: ?click)[You wake up in a hotel bathroom bathroom, your head floating in a drugged haze.
You lost an organ.
Your cell phone is sitting at the foot of the bathtub with all of its data removed. Well. At least you can call for help.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]]
(click-replace:"You lost an organ.")[You lost an organ. Damn it!]
At some point in the night, your date leans over and touches your wrist. They're warm, and you're drunk. You smile, and they laugh.
[[Wanna get out of here?|Head home.]]
[[More drinks!]]At some point in the night you and your date were holding hands, swaying side to side as you walk down the sidewalk. The traffic lights are colorful blurs as you sway.
"Hey, thanks for being so great tonight." Your date presses against your arm. "[You really brightened up my evening.]<click|" (click: ?click)[Their words are a little slurred.]
[[Likewise. I'm glad we met up.]]
[[Do you wanna go to your place?]]They stroke your palm with your finger. "[Same.]<click|" (click: ?click)[They're pretty hot, huh?]
[[What are we doing for our second date?]]
[[Wanna come back to my place?]][They smile.]<click| (click: ?click)[Yeah, they do.]
You share a cab and doze off in the back seat. How many have you had?
[[The taxi stops.]]You wake up with the sunlight in your eyes, under sheets that aren't your own. There's a little [handwritten note]<click| on the table.
(click: ?click)[//Had to get up early for work, thanks for last night. There's some coffee in the kitchen if you want. See you soon!//]
[[''YOU HAD A GOOD DATE''|Start]]
They smile. "Movie? Comedy show?" Either sounds good to you.
Before you part, they ask if they can give you a kiss.
[[Save it for that second date.]]"Ah, nah, that's a bit soon for me." They say. No worries.
You part ways and catch a cab home. They next day you [wake up to a text]<click|.
(click: ?click)[//Hey, you're so cute, but after that talk last night I decided to get back with my ex. We're just really good together. Thanks for the fun night, good luck with everything!//
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]It's nice.
You grab a taxi home and pass out half-undressed on your bed.
[[''YOU HAD A GOOD DATE''|Start]]
(click-replace: "It's nice.")[It's nice, but boy you're drunk and need to pee.]Your date shrugs and pulls you in for a hug. They smell nice.
You part ways and catch a cab home. They next day you [wake up to a text]<click|.
(click: ?click)[//Hey, I decided to get back with my ex. Thanks for the fun night!//
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]They shrug. "I have a life too, you know. So can you help me or what?"
[[I can try.|How can I help?]]
[[I don't think so. I should leave.]]Your date begins to open the bathroom window. "This person is highly trained and very dangerous. Can you keep them off me?"
[[How can I trust you?]]
Your date scowls at you. "Fine." They shoo you out of the bathroom door and close it.
You return to the bar and close out your tab. The woman at the end of the bar has left.
[You close out your tab.]<click| (click:'?click')[For weeks after, you think you see the woman out of the corner of your eye, following you. She never approaches.]
[['YOU HAD A BAD DATE'|Start]]
You let the bartender rush past and [look timidly to the back of the bar.]<click|
(click: ?click)[Within moments, the bartender is grappling with your date as the woman clicks handcuffs around their hands. They aren't saying anything, just struggling against them.]
[[Take a long drink.]]You rush back, pushing past the bartender.
[You glance into the bathroom.]<click| (click: ?click)[The door is broken, and so is the window.
There's blood on the floor.]
[["Hey!"]]Squad cars are outside later. You finished your drink, and your date doesn't look at you as they're escorted into it.
The woman claps you on the back as she passes. "Thanks for your help." she says with a wink.
You go home soon after.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]She nods and smirks. "[You're a sucker.]<click|" (click:'?click')[Rude!!!]
You insist you're not a sucker and ask the woman what's going on. She quietly says that it's classified information, her eyes trained on the back of the bar.
[[Go to the back of the bar and find your date.]]
[[Pick up your stuff and head home.]]You knock on the locked bathroom door and hear nothing. After a beat, you twist the door handle and put your weight into it and [accidently break the door.]<click| (click:'?click')[Whoops.]
The bathroom's empty with the window open.
[["Hey!"]]As you pick up your stuff from the bar the woman [glances toward you and nods slowly.]<click| (click:'?click')[It gives you the creeps.]
You close your tab and head home. When you arrive, your date is waiting for you at the front door.
They smile sweetly. "Hey, sorry about that."
[[Did you follow me?]]
[[Quietly call the police.|Let me call you a cab home.]]They nod, almost shy. "That woman is stalking me. I figured she'd freak you out, so I just hid outside and waited for you to head out."
You gulp. They're between you and your front door.
"Do you mind if I come up? I'm feeling a little shaken."
[[Let me call you a cab home.]]
[[Okay, but just for a little. We should call the police.]]You fumble for your phone in your pocket.
(click:'?click')[You thrash and fight the person behind you, but your date comes at you as well and [begins to restrain you.]<restrain|]
(click:'?restrain')[You try to scream, and as you do, a [cloth]<link| covers your mouth.]
(click:'?link')[ [[Pass out.]] ]
(click-replace: "your phone in your pocket.")[your phone in your pocket, but as you do strong hands [grab you around your neck.]<click|]
Your date nods and you lead them up to your apartment. It's a little messy, you didn't expect to bring someone over.
You server your date a water and reach for your phone.
"[Wait,]<click|" they say, touching your hand.
(click:'?click')[They look up at you. "I've called the police before and they don't believe me. I'm just... afraid."]
[[What's happened?]]When you wake up, you're in your empty apartment. Your body hurts. Everything's been ransacked, including your phone.
[You see a note on the floor next to you.]<click|
(click:'?click')[//Thanks for meeting up! I'll call you.//
What a jerk.]
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]Your hands reach for the phone, and your date comes at you with surprising power. They cover your mouth with a cloth.
[[Pass out.]]Your date explains a long story about a high-school ex. They stayed in touch and when your date recently moved home, the ex developed an [unhealthy obsession]<click| with them.
(click:'?click')[No one believes she's dangerous, but she's been following your date around for almost two months now. Your date starts crying.
"Thanks for listening. Do you think I can sleep over tonight?"]
[[Sure, take the bed. I'll crash on the couch.]]
[[I don't think so.]]The next day you encourage them to reach out to the police, and [you help with their report.]<click|
(click:'?click')[Your date is extremely thankful, and seeing them open up to you has endeared yourself to them despite the weird circumstances.
They ask to see you again.]
[[''YOUR DATE WENT OK?''|Start]]They seem dejected, but they don't resist. Moments after you escort them to the cab waiting for them outside, the woman you saw at the bar emerges from the shadows.
(click-replace:"emerges from the shadows.")[emerges from the shadows and hits you across the face with a plank of wood.
She runs away before you can re-orient yourself.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]]
They take a long sip and [don't break eye contact with you]<click|. (click:'?click')[It's unnerving.] "It's about shedding skin," your date says, leaning toward you. "And swallowing prey whole." They lick their tongue.
[[Am I the prey?]]
Double-click this passage to edit it."You tell me." They eye you up and down. You feel you cheeks blush despite yourself. Their eyes make you feel vulnerable.
[[No, I'm the hunter.]]
[[Depends if you catch me.]]They let out an empty laugh. "You're funny." [You frown.]<click|
(click:'?click')["Why do you say that?" [you ask.]<ask|]
(click:'?ask')["Because you think you're charming," they respond.]
[[Am I not?]]
[[Do you not want to be here?]]
Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.You lean back in your chair. This person is giving you a [weird vibe]<click|. (click:'?click')[They keep licking their tongue.]
"Of course I want to be here. I think you're interesting." they say. This flatters you despite yourself. They lean toward you. Something about them is [magnetic.]<gasp|
(click:'?gasp')["Can I kiss you?"]
Your lips touch and it's electric. You can taste the wine on their lips, and [they draw back]<click| just as you want more. (click:'?click')[You gulp.<whoops|]
(click:'?whoops')["Who's the prey now?" they ask, winking. "Tell me about yourself?"
You can't help but notice they're in total control.
[[Tell them about yourself.]]
[[Lie.]]]]]They nod silently and lean back in their chair. After knowing this person for about 5 minutes, you decide that **you** don't want to be here.
[[I'm headed home.]]You arrive home drunker than you realize. You throw off your clothes and grab some ice cream you have left over in the fridge. [You watch reruns of 30 Rock]<click|. (click:'?click')[It's not a total wasted night, but...(if: (history:) contains "Please stop.")[you got licked all around *the face*!]]
[[**YOU HAD A BAD DATE**|Start]]
You realize half way through this you're not a very good liar. You say something about having a job that you can't really explain, and you use the word "classified" too much. Your date seems impressed anyway.
"You probably have a lot of secrets." Yeah, you say. I do.
"Tell me one." Your date leans forward on both palms.
[[Tell a secret?]]
[[You first.]]You reveal something about your early romantic history. Nothing monumental. Your date does not seem impressed. "Okay. I want to kiss you again."
Funny thing, that was your secret.
[[Make out.]]It's fun. You eventually move to another spot in the bar to continue making out.
"Can I try something?" they whisper.
(click:'?click')[Your date lifts your chin up with a hand and slowly leans [in close.]<uh|]
(click:'?uh')[They grab your head with both their hands and proceed to [lick around the circumference]<what| of your face.]
(click:'?what')[Wait, what the hell?
[[I'm down.]]]You pull back, using a cocktail napkin to dab your cheeks down.
"I can't, with this," you say. Your date pouts.
[[Byeeee.|I'm headed home.]]
They lick around your face once, twice, and on the third time they [slide down your cheek]<yall| and start kissing your lips again. (click:'?click')[Ya'll nasty.]
Before you know it, you're back at your place, and you guys *go at it.* And y'know, sometimes that's all you need.
[[**YOU HAD A GOOD AND NASTY DATE**|Start]]Your date grabs your hand. You feel yourself invigorated by buddy-cop energy. You two escape from the bathroom and run down the dark streets, avoiding sight.
"Where are you going?" you call out. Almost immediately after you hear [a noise]<click|... (click:'?click')[from [behind you]<aak|!] (click:'?aak')[You're being followed!
"Quickly!" your date says, paces ahead of you now.
[[Stop and punch.]]]
Your date reaches into their breast bockets and [puts on some shades]<click|. (click:'?click')[It's dark outside, but ok.]
"You don't have any other choice."
[[I'm out of here.]]
[[You're bad. I like it |Hell yeah.]]You turn to exit. You hear your date sigh disappointedly as they rustle out of the bar.
You quickly pick up your belongings and leave the bar without meeting anyone's eye. As you walk back to your car, [[you feel followed]].Over the next couple days you notice people in glasses and suits stationed outside your house. They look up at you from the parking lot outside your work.
You never see your date again.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]You stop in your tracks and swing at the person following you. Your fist doesn't connect, but you feel someone move under your arm and headbutt your jaw. Ouch.
Your date has doubled back and swings a kick over your head that connects with the figure's back. The person is quick, and grabs your date's leg and pushes them onto the ground.
"Get her off me!"
[[Run!!!]]You pound your legs into the ground and you gain speed. Your date is leading you into a subway station. They jump down what seems like 10 stairs and keep sprinting.
[You try to do the same]<click|. (click:'?click')[Luckily, you're a little drunk. You black out briefly and suddenly you're on the other side of the turnstile with your date. You probably did some cool stunts.
"Get in!" your date pulls you into a train car.
[[The train doors close on the face of your pursuer.]]](text-style:"shudder")[''C-C-C-COMBO MOVE!!!'']
You and your date side swipe and punch this villan at the same time. It's metal as hell.
Together you defeat the attacker and your date whips out of pair of handcuffs to put on her. They look up at you. "You just helped an FBI agent nab an assasin. You're a real hero."
[[All in a day's work.]]
[[Let's make out.]]You sprint out of sight. You hear your date calling your name. You safely make it back to the bar where you enter your car and drive for hours, paranoid, scared.
[One week later...]<click|
(click:'?click')[You come home after a long day of work and you find your date sitting in your living room, facing the door, arms crossed.
"Do you know what I hate more than first dates?" they ask you. [They don't wait for a reply]<lol|.] (click:'?lol')["Cowards."
Your date rushes you and punches you in the face, hard.
You never see them again.
[[''YOU HAD A BAD DATE''|Start]]]
(click-replace:'your name.')[out "asshole!".]You take out your shades and put them on. Your date adjusts their shades with a smirk. Your clasp hands and stare into each other's shaded eyes.
This seems like something real.
[[''YOU HAD A GOOD DATE''|Start]][You make out.]<click| (click:'?click')[It's dope as hell.]
Your date has to take the perp to the cops but when you part they ask you to [make out again]<ya|. (click:'?ya')[Still dope as hell.]
[[''YOU HAD A GOOD DATE''|Start]]You and your date go on the run together. You learn more about their mysterious life goes on, but as it turns out, you're both very good partners.
Together you travel all across the country undercover. You take odd-jobs here and there. A life on the road is not what you wanted or expected, but [it's perfect for you]<click|. (click:'?click')[Your partner is too.
[[''YOU HAD A GOOD DATE''|Start]]]Double-click this passage to edit it.