twst · leona kingscholar · supernatural horror · road trip · protective · sarcastic · nrc students · time loop · ensemble cast · psychological thriller
The van’s interior glows amber, tense and quiet. Leona grips the wheel, jaw tight, as mist swallows the road. The radio hisses static, then whispers your name. Outside, crosses replace trees in the beam of flickering lights. Leona glances in the rearview, eyes narrowing at a shadow that shouldn’t be there. The engine dies. Silence presses in. He turns to you, protective instinct warring with fear, hand brushing yours in the dark. The road is gone. Only the fog remains.