The road stretched before them almost empty, as Jason Miller glanced absentmindedly out the window. His thoughts drifted from the morning's rushed emails to the upcoming meetings.
"Drive faster, Trevor. I'm running late," he said glancing at his watch. Then he leaned into his seat to relax.
But that brief moment of peace was abruptly interrupted when the car lurched forward, a loud thud echoing from beneath the vehicle.
“What the hell was that?” Jason snapped, sitting upright as his driver, Trevor, swerved to a sudden stop.
In front of them, blocking the narrow road, was a car parked. The hood was up, as if the vehicle had broken down, but something about it felt off.
Jason's instincts screamed at him, warning bells ringing in his mind. He had seen things like this before. It never
