The world was collapsing around me, the screech of metal against gravel ringing out like a final scream. The van slid toward the edge of the ravine, every inch dragging me closer to the dark abyss below, where jagged rocks and the roar of the river promised a brutal end. My wrists, still tied to the steering wheel, bled beneath the ropes, each futile tug sending a bolt of pain through my arms. I tried to turn the wheel, to stomp on an imaginary brake, anything to stop the descent, but it was useless.
Serena had made sure of everything: the engine off, the doors locked, and me—prisoner in my own rolling tomb.
I screamed, my voice breaking into the wind whipping through the cab, but there was no one to hear. Serena was outside, her silhouette framed against the setting sun, watching me wit
