to thrive on her fear. She could feel her thoughts spiraling, racing faster than the speedometer.

came a blur of darkness and fear. She could barely t

ork in the road where her options split into the darkness

he swerved hard to the right, taking the road less traveled, praying it

teadying again, refusing to lose their grip. Her heart sa

r spine. As she hurtled down the narrow path, the trees closed in tighter, the shadows growing more oppre

ward, the headlights behind her drew closer, relentless and menacing. She could feel the weight of t

ith the hope that she might find refuge. The road twisted and turned, a labyrinth of shadows and fear. But as she neared th

rowning out the whispers of fear. She would escape this nightmarish pursuit, o

sent a shockwave of fear coursing through her. She gripped the whe

off the edge of the road, the rocky cli

x of anger and terror as she countered

lent witnesses, their branches clawing at her windshield as if trying to pull her into t

, her eyes fixed ahead, looking for any opportunity to shake her pursuer. The trees loome

noise of panic. She needed to think. As she approached another turn, she made her move, pushing the car to its limits. The tire

ed into her side, a brutal force that sent her spinning. The world became a chaot

fought to regain control. The car spun wildly, the head

ing moment, she realized she was no longer in control. Time slowed as her car veered off the road, her heart racing in syn

er. She twisted her body, bracing for impact, her mind raced through the fragments of her life, her m

e down in a violent whirlwind. Ava's body was thrown against her seatbelt, the fo

ed by the eerie stillness of the night. For a moment, there was on

ack in her body, the sharp bite of pain ran through her bod

ound her spinning. She could feel the remnants of the chase cl

ed? Who wan

her mind as she struggled to

down, suspended in a world that had become her own personal nightmare. With effort, she

d the wreckage. Using every ounce of strength she could muster, Ava fumbl