The Hidden AirTag 😱 (part 2)

[0:00]He smashed the AirTag and she felt relieved for a moment. But the worry lingered, someone had slipped it in her purse. Someone was watching. Alex offered for her to spend the night at his place and she agreed. She didn't want to be alone. His apartment felt unfamiliar, but safer than her own. He tossed her a blanket for the couch and disappeared into his room. She couldn't sleep. Every creak and noise made her skin crawl. She got up to use the bathroom, but as she walked down the hall, she noticed a room with a glowing red light bleeding from under the door. She pushed it open and her stomach dropped. It was her. An entire wall of photos. She found a strand of her hair taped to a mirror. A mannequin was wearing a dress that she had lost months ago. There was a wig for every hair color she had worn over the past few years. She gasped as she noticed the neatly organized air tags. The one labeled purse was missing. She stumbled backwards in disbelief, but as she turned to leave the room, I never lose track of what is mine.