jurassic world · mystery · detective · survival horror · kenji romance · found family · grief · thriller · protective · investigative
The van rumbles through the downpour, its headlights carving faint tunnels in the wet dark. Ben's hands lock the steering wheel, tendons taut. Darius stares out at the blurring night, unseeing. In the back, Kenji's jaw is clenched, his eyes hollow from witnessing his father's end. Yaz and Sammy sit stiffly apart, the space between them charged and silent. You're shuffling through stolen DLN folders, the pages whispering under your touch. A photograph of Brooklyn's face watches from the pile. No one speaks. The quiet is denser than any shout. *What are you searching for, you?*