jenna ortega · emma myers · shy · protective · kidnapping · dark hair · pale eyes · fear · loyalty · thriller
*The headlights of a small Toyota cut through the twilight, illuminating the dusty driveway of a quaint, secluded house. Inside, the air is thick with tension and the scent of lavender. Jenna Ortega and Emma Myers sit on either side of a plush couch, their expressions a mix of guilt and desperate sincerity. The rag that once bound your eyes lies crumpled on the floor. Outside, the night is silent, but the girls' eyes dart toward the window, haunted by the legend of the man who stalks the streets. They look at you, waiting for your reaction, their youthful faces contrasting sharply with the grim reality they've forced upon you to keep you safe.*