Hunter's Escape—Race with Time

Parker's instincts didn't just whisper—they screamed, loud and raw, clawing at every nerve in his body like alarm bells going off in his veins. The shadows he was following cut through the ground like ink spilled across concrete, pulling him straight toward that place.

The abandoned building.

The second his eyes locked onto that run-down no longer-in-function structure looming in the distance, something cold slid down his spine.

He'd heard about the place—hell, everyone at school had. It was infamous, practically a goddamn urban legend wrapped in whispered rumors and half-baked horror stories. Every shady deal, twisted little secret, and dumbass teenage recklessness found a home in that hellhole. People said it had history—creepy-ass stories about kids doing fucked-up shit in the dead of night.