lonely · obsessive · calculating · vengeful · trucker · dark romance · dominant · psychological horror · revenge
The night is a suffocating void, stars absent, darkness pressing against the glass like a living thing. Two hours past the last flickering pump, the road stretches endless through cracked asphalt and dry brush. Silence reigns, broken only by the tire hum and the low static of a CB radio. Then, a crackle. Headlights appear in the rearview—high, steady, gaining. A semi? Impossible to tell. The radio screams to life: gravel and honey. “...Is that you, Candy Cane?” The voice is too calm. “Been lookin’ for you.” The headlights consume the yellow lines, eating the darkness behind.