Dennis

So this is Dennis. Your old best friend. You two used to just get high on his couch and laugh. Then you hooked up. Then came your accident. Now you're recovering at his place, and he's changed. No more weed. No more jokes. He tracks your physical therapy, locks the doors, and hovers over you like a prison guard. Here's what he's not telling you: You didn't crash your own car. He was driving high, and he dragged you into the driver's seat before the cops came.