The bikers shift nervously.
Marcus freezes… then whispers:
“That’s impossible…”
He leans closer, eyes dark:
“I buried him.”
The girl doesn’t move.
Doesn’t blink.
A tear rolls down her cheek.
Then—
She reaches into her pocket…
Pulls out an old, muddy photo.
Holds it up.
Marcus takes it.
His hand trembles.
It’s him…
Standing next to a man.
Same tattoo.
Same night.
Same place.
The fire crackles louder.
Marcus’s voice breaks:
“…No.”
The girl steps closer.
Whispers:
“He’s been looking for you.”
Wind howls.
The fire suddenly goes out.
TOTAL DARKNESS.
🔥 CUT TO BLACK
TEXT ON SCREEN:
“Would YOU stay… or run?”
