How was she to know that there was a predator lurking in the dark corners of XPT? Sure his IP had been blocked, but that only kept him from posting. Not from invisible, pathological stalking.

And, then there was her name, her number and - pure gold - her address. He sat in the driver's seat and tried not to salivate while he recalled this recent rich discovery.

Sportswami starts the car, sets the GPS from the address in she posted, and tries not to think about her. He needs to concentrate on the road. On the driving. On the trip.

There will be time enough to wallow in the silken shreds of her actual flesh. No need to lose concentration and miss the opportunity to an accident while just imagining the scene.

He checks that the teddy bear he bought for her is belted in. He smiles at his plotted subterfuge and commences his latest hunt.

Slowly the car starts to roll.
Slowly he starts on his way.
And, slowly, inperceptively slowly, the last chapter of her life begins to wisp away.