You’re roaring an 80s muscle car down the interstate when you see someone snatched by something dreadful in the darkness. You save them, but they pull a gun and steal your car. You walk to a diner. It feels safe. As night falls, noises in the darkness outside change your mind. The door crashes open. You’re cornered. Now there’s a woman with a baseball bat beating the things over the head. Can you trust her? Do you really have a choice?
