You think you know someone. They’re your friend and trusted advisor, a long lost member of your family. You know enough about their hobbies to think of them as a regular person – the biker and the photographer. That’s as normal as a kitty can get, right?
You think you know someone and then they betray you, passing falsehoods about you around the site. Rage burns deep within you. You start to make your plans, tasting the phantom of vengeance yet to come. The wheels start turning and it gets closer and closer.
You think you know someone and then you plant cameras in their bedroom to find out just how perverted they really are.
Still think you know someone?