The Neighbor

Kristine an eighteen year old high school student went over to her neighbors place to help him pack. He offered small jobs to people that he couldn't do on his own... or could he? She tapes the last box and sets it by the other boxes

Kristine: Alright that's the last of them

Greg: You're a life saver Kristine

Kristine: Anytime Mr. Flemmings

Greg: I told you, you can call me Greg

Kristine: I know. Sucks your going to be moving. You're a pretty cool guy

Greg: Thank you I appreciate that

Kristine: Do you need help with this trunk?

Greg looks at it

Greg: Would you please?

Kristine: Of course

She walks over to it and tries dragging it but can't

Kristine: It's pretty heavy; What's in here?

Greg: Oh just some personal stuff for my eyes only. Not to be rude or anything

The phone goes off in the back room. Greg goes to answer it. Kristine looks back noticing him not there so she sneakily goes to the trunk, opens it, and looks inside. She's shocked of what she finds

Kristine: Oh my god

She's hit from behind, getting knocked out. Greg is standing behind her

Greg: Told you for my eyes only silly girl