by M. J. Joachim
Against his better judgment, Fred signed off Twitter once and for all. The worry and frustration of always being hacked was more than he could deal with on a daily basis.
Tweeting started out innocently enough. He’d tweet a bit here, reply to one of his friends there, retweet an amazing article for others to read. His tweeting habits were about as status quo as they could get.
Meeting Cheryl had certainly changed all that. Cheryl kept tabs on Fred through his daily tweets. She looked forward to knowing who his friends were and what he was reading. She enjoyed sending Fred private messages.
Cheryl never was too concerned that Fred changed his tweeting habits periodically; nor was she distressed when he changed all his privacy settings and password consistently. She knew how to find him, if she needed to.
Signing off completely though – that was the caveat capable of making her take action.
Fred felt uneasy, as he opened the door to his apartment that evening. The room was darker than usual; he could tell something was wrong.
Raising his hands in terror, Fred fell to the ground, hunched beneath dozens of huge, hungry hawks, flying free in his apartment.
“This is what happens when you’re too weak to fly,” she said. “You end up becoming my prey!”
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