ELYRA.
My hands trembled slightly on the steering wheel as I stared through the cracked window beside me. The thin fractures ran across the glass like spiderwebs, spreading slowly from the point where the man had struck it earlier.
Each crack looked like a reminder that things were getting worse.
I swallowed hard.
Outside, the man stood a few steps from my car, breathing heavily. The faint glow from a nearby streetlamp revealed his shadow stretching across the lonely road. His eyes were fixed on me like a predator that had already decided its prey wasn't escaping.
My chest tightened.
He lifted the metal bar and slammed it against the window again. The sound shot straight through my bones.
I flinched, pressing myself deeper into the seat.
The cracks grew larger.
A few more hits lik
