Don't you ever chat to strangers
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The sequence opens on Amy, a bright and glad college-aged-yr-elderly high college schoolgirl, as she goes home from college one afternoon. The camera remains on her while she ambles - dressed in her college uniform, listening to ear-buds, and carrying a book bag harmlessly over her shoulder. When she passes a homeless guy, she pauses and reaches into her bag, handing him her lunch leftovers. The stud thanks her and she tellshim to keep his chin up before putting her buds back in and ambling on. You can tell the female is a highly great Samaritan. As Amy resumes, she catches sight of a truck pulled up along the side of the road. A girl is arching up against it. When she watches the damsel treatment, she pulls out her smartphone and embarks to mutter to herself ... frustrated. Amy stops and regards the female, who is immaculately clad and highly uber-sexy. 'Are you ok?' she asks. The female stops and, breathing, tells the chick that she's lost and can't get her GPS to work. She and her spouse are late for an engagement and despairingly need commands. Amy peers into the truck and catches sight of the damsel's spouse in the front seat. He is clothed in a suit and politely flaps at her. She looks back at the nymph and asks where they are going, maybe she can help point them in the right direction. The damsel tells her that they are attending a function at the convention center -- but she lost the invite with the address and their signal dropped. Because they are out of towners, they simply don't know where to go. Amy commences to give them commands but as she explains where to go, the girl breathes again and mutters that her mind is like a sieve. She's not possibly going to recall. Amy stops and attempts to think of another way to explain, as the lady subtly sights back at her hubby. 'What if you were to get in the van and take us there?' The dame asks. 'My hubby and I would be blessed to pay you for your troubles and it would truly help us out.' Amy, knowing that she isn't supposed to do this, sights in at the hubby again. He looks purrfectly standard. 'I would most likely need to ask my parents.' She leisurely says. She looks back up at the lady, who quietly asks how elderly she is. When Amy replies that she is legitimate, the damsel sneers and makes fun. 'If you're legal then why would you need to ask your parents? You're a grown up!' Amy makes fun along meekly. The girl asks her name and Amy tells her. 'Well Amy,' the gal reiterates. 'It would indeed help us out if you would just get in the truck.' Amy takes a lengthy pause before agreeing. The chick opens the back seat and Amy climbs in. Then, surveying the field and crushing filth over the footprints, the gal ambles back to the passenger side and gets inwards. The van screeches off. (2 Days Afterward.) The camera comes into concentrate as Amy leisurely hoists her head from her lap. She is curled up in a ball in an empty bedroom. Her bag is gone, her ear-buds are gone, and her college gal uniform is dusty and grubby. Her hair is dishevelled and her face is streaked with sweat. She has a crappy headache. A bucket sits close by, alongside a toothbrush in a glass of water, and some remnants of food. She smears her eyes and begins to pick at the food when a door opens. It's the duo. No longer in formal wear, they step in the direction of her in casual clothes and spandex mittens. 'You've eaten all your food this time,' says the spouse. 'What a great lil' pet.' The nubile looks up at him in cold muffle. She asks when she can have her call with her parents, the one they promised. The chick grins. 'I told you already Amy, you can have your smartphone call when you make me spunk.' The duo laugh as Amy slumps back down. (4 Days Afterward.) Amy runs around the empty bedroom, ravaging on the walls. She undoes the last of her half-shirt and throws it in the corner. The apartment is highly scorching. Sitting down overpowered, she calls out to the duo that she is well-prepped for them now. She'll do whatever they want. She just needs some air. She waits despairingly for a reply but it never comes and she collapses into a heap on the floor.
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