Jessie and Sam were inseparable, two teenagers bound by the spirit of endless summer adventures. They often roamed the countryside on their bikes, the sun kissing their skin as they raced down dirt roads, the world stretching out before them like an unwritten story.
It was one of those perfect days—bright, warm, and filled with the scent of wildflowers. The two had found a secluded path, a narrow dirt road that seemed to lead nowhere, and decided to follow it. The air was still, the only sounds being the crunch of gravel under their tires and the occasional call of a distant bird.
Sam was ahead, her blonde hair trailing behind like a banner of freedom. She rode with ease, occasionally glancing back to make sure Jessie was still there. Jessie was a little slower, more hesitant, as if sensing something off about this path.
"Come on, Jessie!" Sam called out, her voice carrying back on the wind. "Let's see where it goes!"