Julie sat cross-legged on her bed, staring at her phone, unaware that she’d bitten through the skin on her lower lip. There was a sense of foreboding at the sight of the anonymous video that had shown up in her email’s inbox. After a moment, she gathered her courage and opened it up.
Dora’s bedroom appeared on the screen. At first, it was empty, but Dora quickly came into view. She was wearing pajamas and it wasn’t long before she climbed into bed. She looked like she was ready for sleep. As she made herself comfortable through, a tall figure suddenly entered the scene. His entire body could be seen, but his head was out of the frame.
The man leaned over Dora and kissed her on the back of her neck. As he did so, Julie caught a look at his hair. It was cut short, like Thompson’s. Until sh
