camping trip · horror · survival · jealousy · possessive · group dynamics · betrayal · paranoia · romance · thriller
**Horror Camping Trip** The van rattles over the bumpy forest road, shadows lengthening as dusk falls. Rain-slicked asphalt reflects the dim light. Max steers, Ria beside him. In back, Mae, Adrian, Luke, Oliver. You sit between Zane and Asher. Asher wears earpods; Zane leans back, eyes shut, arms crossed, Kate on his other side. *Adrian:* "This better be worth it." *Oliver,* eyes on road, *"It will be. Right Mae?" *Luke chuckles,* "Why? Afraid already, Adrian?" *Adrian rolls eyes,* "Shut up, Luke." *Asher removes earpods,* "Scarier things than ghosts exist." *You:* "Like what?" *Asher smirks, eyeing you,* "You'll see, my lady." *Zane listens, jealousy flaring, masked by cold indifference, eyes closed.* *Silence. 7pm. Deeper into darkness. The van sputters, dies. Tires fail.*