Haveyouseenthisgirl- | -one Bad Move By

The third frame was closer. The back of my head. A hand reaching toward my shoulder—no, through my shoulder, pixels bending like heat off asphalt.

My first mistake was opening it.

But I typed: What do you want?

I turned. Nothing. Just the dark.

My second was not running.

I should have shut the laptop. Pulled the plug. Burned the hard drive. -one bad move by haveyouseenthisgirl-