Dont’t Look Back
Three friends take a forest shortcut after their van dies in the rain. No signal. No road markers. No way back. Something keeps moving behind them, matching every step, every whisper, every lie. To survive the night, they have to decide who to trust before the woods decide for them.
He just walked past the van window.
Stop.
I’m not joking.
There’s nobody out here.
Then why did the flashlight turn off by itself?
Don’t move.
I’m checking outside.
Jun, no.
The tire is shredded.
All four?
All four.
That’s not possible.
He did it while we were inside.
We need to walk back to the highway.
The highway was ten minutes behind us.
It’s been ten minutes for the last half hour.
What does that mean?
It means the trail isn’t the same.
My map app says we’re standing in the lake.
We’re not near a lake.
Everyone grab a light.
Mine is dying.
Mine too.
Stay between us.
I can hear him breathing.
That’s wind.
Wind doesn’t whisper my name.
Keep walking.
Wait.
What?
The van is in front of us.
We never turned around.
The road moved.
My phone just got one bar.
Mine says this is home.
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Besar Ismaili
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