You (You, #1)

by Caroline Kepnes

I can unlock the dented door and fight my way out of this gloriously analog American-made beast. I fall into the red snow. Deer blood. My blood. Yet I am alive. I check my e-mail; you haven’t tried me yet, but you will.

You wrap your car around a deer and a tree. But your first priority is to check your email. As crazy as it sounds, this is status quo. #earthisghetto