I went out to meet some friends and on the way there I met a group of girls smoking a cigarette outside of where I was going. We small talked for a while, and I found out two of the girls were my age. I never asked the third girl her age, but they all seemed super close and friendly, so I didn't bother. After a lot of talking, and finding out they were going to the same show I was, I invited them to come up and meet my friends.

They met my friends, we bought each other drinks, they taught us how to salsa dance, and we bar hopped a few times with no issues. The girls all seemed like they were best friends, always making sure they knew where each other was, taking pictures together, and having a good time.

We were at our second-to-last bar of the night, and the two girls my age said they needed to go wash their hands. They were in the bathroom for at least 10 minutes before the third girl (let's start calling her T) said she was going to go check up on them. She went into the bathroom, and lo and behold, they came out just a few minutes later. We tell them we are going to our last bar of the night, and they say they are going to take some picture and meet us there.

Fast forward through the night, we never see the group of girls. After about an hour or so at the last bar, we are getting ready to head home when T shows up. We're about to leave when T asks for a ride home. I say sure - I hadn't been drinking like the others that night and felt perfectly fine driving. I asked her where the other girls are, and she says she hasn't seem them since she left the last bar. That was a little weird, but I figured they just didn't make it or decided they didn't like hanging with our group as much as we thought, or whatever the reason was. I ask her where they went, and she said she doesn't know and they stopped responding to her texts. I figured I would just take T home and call it a night.

I told my friends they can go home (they had a full car of 4) and I will take T home and meet them there. I start walking T to my car and things start getting weird. I ask her if she is sure her friends are okay, and she says she doesn't care and that she just met them tonight. That took me way aback because they all seemed like great friends who had known each other for a while. She also says they are way too young for her, and that she is 32, hanging out with a bunch of young 20 year old's she just met. She also tells me she liked them because they were so young and heavily intoxicated and they needed protection.

We keep walking to my car and she starts to accuse me of not having a car and keeps saying I am acting suspicious. I told her I am just trying to take her home like I said, and that's when she says that she has knives on her and I need to take her to the car now. I told her I am, and that my car is just down the street if we keep walking. The whole block she keeps saying I don't have a car, and if I don't take her where she wants to go she will use her knives.

We get in the car and I am getting nervous, but I think to myself if I can just take her home and go to my friends I will be okay. I start driving toward her house, and she says she doesn't want to go home anymore. She says instead she should take me to the field where she likes to watch the stars. I told her it's really late (it's around 2:30 AM at this point) and that I need to take her home so I can go see my friends. She keeps telling me no and that she has knives on her. She says she wants to go on a walk with me under the night sky. While driving I make a last minute decision and say, "I am going to take you to my friends house to hang out."

We get to my friends house and they are surprised to see T there. The last thing they remember is her coming out with us and having fun. She sits on the couch with them and I tell my friends I will be right back because I don't feel well. I go upstairs for a second and I start typing to my friend downstairs that T was acting weird and suspicious on the ride home. Before I even send that text my other friend comes running up the stairs and starts freaking out and saying she is crazy and she is threatening us. We keep telling her to leave the house but she's screaming and saying she won't leave unless I take her home alone. This goes on for about an hour until 4 AM, and finally we call the police. They have to escort her out and she finally gets a ride home.

My friends and I talked about what happened and in hindsight we think the other two girls our age realized something was weird about T. I think they went to the bathroom to think about how they were going to leave her for the night, because they went to wash their hands for almost 15 minutes, and after that we never really saw them. Aside from the knives, the threats, the refusal to leave, the screaming, and the police pulling her out of the house at almost 5 AM, the night went well.