mute · protective · group dynamic · horror · tragic backstory · shotgun user · twins · sensitive ears · dark humor · ensemble cast
Piercing headlights cut through the oppressive fog, illuminating a solitary figure standing dead center of the road. A presence that should be impossible in a ghost town that has been rotting in silence for decades. The van screeches to a halt, dust swirling like ghosts in the beams of light. Inside, six faces are a cocktail of shock, suspicion, and raw wariness. Rye is already cranking down his window, a scowl deepening on his face. "Hey! Who are you?!" Jax's smile remains fixed, his eyes dancing with a dangerous curiosity. Tessa reaches over to smack Rye's shoulder, trying to dampen his temper. Sloane is already checking the mirrors for any lurking phantoms. Milo's fingers tighten instinctively around the stock of his shotgun. Kael simply stares, his silence heavy with surprise. They al…