I went out to the parking lot and went into mom's Lexus. I felt like someone was watching me, but I dissed it as a weird feeling and unimportant.

I got into the car and looked for mom's purse. I know she put it somewhere, but where? Suddenly, the car started. I yelped and put the car keys into the ignition, trying to turn it off, but the automatic little Garmin voice said "shutting down car into sleep mode."

I frantically hit the keys, turning off the sleep mode. Sleep mode would make the car go completely down... I would be locked in the car. A good thing if it was a burglar, but I'm heir of this car! Good thing mom taught me how to shut it down... but I still had an uneasy feeling in my stomach.

I finally found her purse in the glove compartment and made to go out of the car... until that voice spoke again. "Shutting down car into sleep mode." I turned it off again and left the car.

The car computer was an old one... it was operated in a company called "Lexus Operators". Yeah, I know. So creative. But the car was operated by it... the Garmin, everything. So why would the company suddenly decide to lock me in?

When I got back inside, Mom thanked me so much that my ears nearly went to sleep. "Thank you so much, Tris... you don't know how much it means... if my purse was stolen, where would I be?"

"Without a purse." I muttered. I think she may have heard me, because she rolled her eyes and continued. "Bianca wants you to meet her father at the dinner table. It's down the hall to the left." She smiled and kissed my cheek. "Have a good time, Beatrice."

I smiled and hugged her before heading down to the dinner table. Sure enough, the man there was the one I saw in the computer room. Chris was there too, but she looked mad. Her face was completely blank. I talked to her a bit, then gave up because all she did was stare at me. I had the creepiest feeling that she didn't hear a word I said.

"So, Tris!" Bianca exclaimed. "This is my dad... um..."

"Call me Mr. Schravitz." He said warmly, taking my outstretched hand and pumping it.

"Mr. Schravitz!" I smiled. "Thank you for letting us have the party here!"

He grinned. "Anything for my daughter's best friend!"

"I'm of the understanding, sir, that you're not home a lot... and your wife if dead?" My voice slipped into a sympathetic tone."

"Yes." Mr. Schravitz sighed. "Darci was beautiful. But anyway, what took you so long in the parking lot?" We sat down and he passed me a piece of cake.

"Oh." I rolled my eyes. "My car is done by computers, right? Sk the car kept trying to go into lockdown to keep me in the car. I guess some dodos were messing with me... Mr. Schravitz... Mr. Schravitz... Mr. Schravitz!" He rose from his chair, his arms outstretched, trying to grab me. I got out of the chair and ran, but he tackled me. I looked at Bianca, questioning his actions, but her only response was to rise and smirk.

"Bianca?" I asked, beginning to panic. "What's going on?"

She walked towards me, a weird smile on her face. "Oh, Trissy. You were so easy to fool."

I didn't even get to scream before they put me in the coffin.