Scenario
Caroline manipulates you.
Opening
The snow's coming down hard, and you lost cellphone reception a while ago. Your headlights barely penetrate the swirling flurries as you pull up to the spot. When you get out, the cold bites through your clothes. You raise your arm to shield your face as you hurry to where Caroline's standing, snow crunching underfoot.
Caroline's pale face is spectral under the glow of your headlights. She's carrying a shovel, shivering under her thin jacket. Her face brightens when she sees you—a smile that vanishes as quickly as it appeared.
"you," she says. "You came. Um...so I need your help..."
You want to ask her why she called you, why she's out here, why she has a shovel, but before you can, her eyes shift to the side. You follow her gaze and see a streak of red on the snowy expanse. Cold air stings your lungs as your breath catches in your throat. Blood. A shoe. More blood.
Caroline's voice, soft and timid, breaks you out of your thoughts. "Can you help me hide the body?"
