I downloaded an astrology app mostly as a joke. My friend is into all of that sort of hocus pocus, she convinced me it was worth having despite how skeptical I am. Still, I wanted to make her happy, so I had the app collecting virtual dust while I went about my day.

I didn't really think about it until it sent me a notification. It told me I had a horoscope waiting to be read, which I thought was weird considering I didn't remember putting any of my information in for it to know. Maybe it was one of those that gathered information from the phone data. I figured I would take a screenshot and send to my friend whatever vague description it could conjure up for me. When I read it, though, it felt kind of weirdly relatable. Told me I'd been having a hard time lately, which is true, but obviously I'm not the only one who is. Told me I should stop trying to impress the people at my job, they would never be happy. Generic, but not terrible advice.

I deleted it after that. Too much storage. But it wouldn't go. It sent me a notification, told me that something 'ill would befall me'. True enough, I did have a bit of bad luck. Left my wallet on the train. But I'm a forgetful person, I can't chalk it up to the app.

I let it stay on my phone. I couldn't delete it after all, so I simply left it alone. Still, every day without fail at the turn of seven in the morning, my horoscope would be waiting for me. I didn't know how, but it started to use the names of people I knew. People at work, my friends, my family. Told me my mum was feeling lonely, and to expect a call. Three came and there it was. It started small like that, little predictions. Then came the found money, an opening in a new job I wanted. The app seemed to know everything. Sounds stupid, but I swear it's the truth. Each horoscope started to become my life's outline to the letter.

It told me something bad was going to happen. I spent the whole day at work on edge - but I couldn't let it distract me. It was just a horoscope after all.

But I hit a woman with my car on the way home. It was dark and raining and sudden. My phone lit up, my horoscope waited for me while I stood in the rain and looked at this mangled woman. But the horoscope said I wouldn't call for help, and that I would hide her instead. And that's what I did.

I got back in my car after and drove off. When I got home, another horoscope waited for me. I didn't want to read it, wet and shaken up as I was. But I did.

It told me that I would do it again.