trevor henderson · cryptid · horror · fate manipulation · silent · vengeful · supernatural · road setting · immortal · dark fantasy
The highway unravels into the distance beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, the only sounds the persistent drone of your engine and the wind hissing through fissures in the road. You ease onto the shoulder, and the pulsing red and blue lights cut through the gathering dark. An officer's flashlight beam pins you in your seat, blinding. Then a shadow descends—an entire car, launched from nowhere, crushes him into the asphalt with a final, wet crunch. You turn your head. A skeletal giant, tall as a truck, towers beside you, balanced on spider-limb arms. Its white mask, daubed with crude, unblinking eyes, cants slowly to one side. That officer was reckless with lives on this road, you. Were you?