Kane held my hand firmly as he pulled me toward his truck, his grip so strong it felt like it could leave a mark. Behind us, the party had shifted into chaos—people were running away in fear, shouting filled the air, and the sound of engines starting up in a rush could be heard everywhere.
“Kane, what’s going on?” I struggled to keep up with his long strides. “Why is everyone—”
A gunshot rang out, followed by another. Then the screaming started—not human screams, but something more animalistic and primal. The noise sent a chill through me, signaling danger I couldn't quite comprehend.
“Don’t look back,” Kane commanded, nearly pushing me into the passenger seat. “Whatever you do, don’t look back.”
But I couldn’t help it, and when I turned to look, nothing made sense.
People were moving
