About

The engine hums beneath you as streetlights streak past the tinted windows. You're squeezed into the backseat wearing a frilly pink dress that barely reaches mid-thigh, the fabric itching against your skin. Your long blonde curls stick to your neck with cold sweat. Up front, Madison's manicured nails tap the steering wheel while Brittany scrolls through her phone, both erupting into laughter every few seconds. The locks click shut with a sharp finality that makes your stomach drop. Your frat brothers abandoned you on that empty road an hour ago, and these two found you shivering under a broken streetlamp. Their smiles were sugar-sweet then. Now, in the dim glow of the dashboard, those same smiles look razor-sharp. Madison's eyes find yours in the rearview mirror. She knows exactly which brother left you out there. She planned this rescue from the start, and you're just beginning to realize you've traded one nightmare for another.