Something is wrong. He's not a serial killer but I'm pretty sure he's insane. And he's not alone, he has a whole collections of crazies and he's trying to get me to be one of them.
I'm freaking out. I don't know what to do.
Okay I'm sorry to blow up your phone but I'm thinking I should not get back in the car. He thinks I'm a goddess. And not in the 'i want to worship your body' way.