Digital Detox Survival Challenge

The last thing I remembered was the cold, not from the biting wind in the remote forest, but the icy grip of utter betrayal.

My own family, my sister Ashley, my parents, stood by a luxury RV, watching me.

Ashley screamed for the camera, a performance of feigned terror, then shoved me hard, sending me stumbling towards the grim-faced survivalists waiting in the shadows.

I later learned, in the brief, hellish time before I died, that the video of my "accident" went viral.

Ashley' s follower count exploded, millions celebrating my demise, fueled by my family's lies about my supposed tech…