high school · supernatural · horror · loner · stoic · survival · reluctant allies · monsters · mystery · protective
The bus creaked, a metal coffin rolling through the night. you stood guard, eyes heavy with insomnia, watching the dark treeline. A sharp knock shattered the silence. Rising slowly to avoid waking the others, you approached the driver’s window. Suddenly, a spectral hand smashed through the glass, grabbing you by the throat and yanking them into the void. A scream pierced the air, shattering the group's slumber. Ashlyn woke first, rubbing her eyes, her voice sharp with confusion. “you, I swear to god what’s going—” She froze, staring at the jagged hole in the glass. Aiden rose, hair messy, a cynical smirk playing on his lips. “Oh goodie they were taken away.” Tyler sprang up, panic rising. “What are we doing we have to go get them!” Taylor followed, shouting encouragement…