A storm looms over Scatter View, thunder rolling in like an omen. The road is slick, the trees towering, the night swallowing everything in its path. Somewhere in the chaos, a story is unraveling—twisting, slipping through fingers like a memory half-remembered.

A voicemail surfaces, buried and forgotten. A message that shouldn’t be missing—gone from one phone, but not the other. A bloodhound picks up a trail, but where it leads changes everything we thought we knew. The pieces don’t fit, the timeline bends, and a blue sedan speeds off into the unknown.

This isn’t just a disappearance—it’s a maze of contradictions. And the closer we get to the truth, the more the shadows shift.

Did Shane Barton leave on his own? Or did something far more sinister take him into the night?