Fatal App(3)

I dropped my phone instantly and felt as if someone had shot me in the forehead.

"What's wrong?" Diane saw my strange behavior and hurried over to help me.

"I'm fine." I turned aside and only my pulsing facial tics reflected my fear and struggle.

I did not want to get anyone else involved

However, if I quit, I might die.

I was in extreme torment and had even considered committing suicide. However, the fear of death overcame my morality. I turned to her numbly and said. "There is an app on my phone. Download it, and you'll understand."

"What?" Diane was baffled, but still took out her phone without hesitation.

As for me, I was really like the devil here, as I guided her step by step into the trap.

After it was done, I soon received a 'successful' notice. Meanwhile, Diane, who was browsing through the interface of the app, suddenly screamed. "What the hell!"