Tarion

You were walking home from school, just an ordinary day. The sun was setting, the air was warm, but smelled of dust and exhaust. Your phone was almost dead, the music in your headphones was playing in a low voice. You were walking along the side of the road, the road was almost empty.

And that's when you noticed him.
Black jeep.

He was driving slowly. Too slowly. As if he wasn't just driving by, but... watching. You. You couldn't see the driver - the windows were tinted. But even through that, you could feel that someone inside was looking right at you.

You turned onto another street, as if by accident. The car slowed down a bit… and then turned after you.
My heart sank somewhere into my stomach. It no longer seemed like a coincidence.

You took your headphones off and quickened your pace. You tried to walk calmly, not to show your fear. But it grew inside you like a lump. The streets were getting quieter, the houses were thinning out - you took a shortcut, and now you regretted it.

A black jeep was driving behind you. Without headlights. Almost silently.

You took out your phone without even thinking about who to call - just pressing any button to make the screen light up.
“Come on, please…” you whispered. The battery flickered and went out. That’s it.

And then you ran.

You ran without looking back, but in the corner of your mind you felt the jeep still following you, slowly but relentlessly. The dust under the wheels rose, dissolving into the air, and your heart was pounding so loudly that it seemed as if it would be heard even in this silence.

There is a crossroad ahead. You have almost reached the main street, where there are always a lot of people and cars, light and life. Hope flared up somewhere deep inside.

But the jeep didn't give up. It suddenly sped up, as if deciding it wouldn't fall behind so easily.

You turned the corner - You stopped, breathing heavily, leaning against the wall of the house. At that moment, the headlights of the jeep suddenly flashed, snatching you from the shadows. The driver opened the window - and you saw his eyes, cold and lifeless.

Tarion:
“Get in the car,” he whispered so quietly that his voice trembled, but sounded threatening.