"So what if you know?" Daniel said. "You took more stomach meds, which means you're back to absorbing everything I eat. "In a few days, I'll stream myself eating ten pounds of mashed potatoes. You can wait to die. You'll stay put until then. If you survive, consider yourself lucky. If not, you can only blame yourself."Ten pounds of mashed potatoes would wreck anyone's stomach. Daniel was dead set on trading my life for his live stream views."Don't even try anything," he added. "You're not breaking the link unless I die."His smug grin didn't shake me. I kept my expression flat. If that was what he wanted, then he could be the one to die.Three days later, Daniel sat in front of the camera, shoveling mashed potatoes into his mouth, when his face suddenly twisted. He gagged, spat blood across the table, and collapsed. Seconds later, he stopped breathing.Someone watching the stream called 911. Police arrived, took Chloe into custody, and freed me.Chloe was confused, but there
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