Have you ever received a takeout order at two in the morning with a delivery address that didn't exist?
I took it. More than once.
The first time it was sent to a community that had been demolished for three years. There was only one door left in the ruins, and the doorknob was polished brightly. The note said don't knock and don't look back. I did. Came back alive.
The second time was to an office building. Everyone inside was smiling with their hands behind their backs, their spirits were broken. My app told me they ordered milk, but what they really wanted was a resignation letter.
I slap the application on the client's face. He cried. Then it turned into light and disappeared.
Only then did I realize that this was no ordinary takeout.
This city is being eaten bit by bit by bad memes on the Internet. The place where they were eaten became a mental hospital, and the people inside were all crazy but thought they were normal.
And I am the only rider who can see the "root cause" of their illness.
The only problem is - I have this thing on my phone called Credit Score. Points will be deducted when customers give negative reviews. Drop to zero and I myself will be the next item to be dispatched.
So please.
I don't ask for tips.
Just a five-star review.
Otherwise I will really die.
