Sue
Please don’t do this, Carla.
Carla
It’s for a good cause!
Sue
A film competition is NOT a good cause!
Sue
I can’t believe you’re risking your life for this.
Carla
Don’t be so dramatic.
Carla
That stuff about Darkly Lane is just a bunch of tales and fables.
Sue
People have gone missing on that road!
Sue
And strange noises were heard there!
Sue
There are stories about a flesh-eating wolf!
Carla
You’re smarter than that.
Carla
Flesh-eating wolf…do you seriously think that’s a real thing?
Carla
Tell me you don’t believe in stuff like that.
Sue
Well, what about the picture of it??
Sue
You can’t tell me that’s not real.
Carla
There are no wolves in Ohio.
Carla
It was probably just a large dog.
Sue
A lot of people have seen it.
Carla
Well was it…eating someone?
Sue
No. But they say it guards the entrance to the road.
Carla
Well, then I hope it’s there tonight.
Carla
That would make for some great footage.
Sue
Ugh, I’m being serious!
Sue
I don’t have a good feeling about this.
Sue
I wish you’d think of another topic for your film.
Carla
There isn’t a better topic.
Carla
No one has gotten footage of Darkly Lane in years.
Carla
My film will be a winner for sure.
I put my phone in my purse…
And get ready to drive the 75 miles to Darkly Lane.
My film is going to be epic.
Not for the best reasons, I’ll admit.
But I’m not letting that stop me.
I’m not letting anything get in my way.
My car starts sputtering.
I could have sworn I had at least half a tank left.
I’m about a mile from Darkly Lane…
And surrounded by forest on every side.
But then a bright light catches my attention.
Something catches my eye.
Something that seriously ruins my mood.
There’s a cute guy on another pump…
With a Westgate University sweatshirt on.
But worst of all, he’s got a bunch of camera equipment in his car.
Because he suddenly looks up.
Check out my Westgate bumper sticker…
The boatload of equipment in MY backseat…
Guy
For the Young Directors Project?
What else would I be doing out here in the middle of nowhere?
He looks just as annoyed as me.
I wrench open my gas tank and slam in the gas nozzle.
What am I supposed to do now?
The guy walks over to me.
Carla
And I’m seriously disappointed.
And then looks thoughtful.
Wes
Well, we’re both here.
Wes
So we should come to some sort of compromise.
Wes
What’s your film’s angle going to be?
Wes
I’m trying to do a piece on the child twins who were murdered here.
Wes
Apparently they still walk the road on misty nights.
Wes
Supposedly you can hear all sorts of things.
Wes
Voices calling, crying…
Wes
A spooky mix of sounds.
Carla
I’d like to get footage of the wolf, if possible.
Carla
And just some epic scenery shots.
He’s nodding before I finish speaking.
Wes
Then maybe we can help each other out.
Wes
If our films are going to be about different things?
Sounds like a good idea to me.
And I wouldn’t hate some company on the road.
Just then a cold wind blows.
It is seriously creepy here.
I quickly finish gassing up and turn to him.
Carla
Want to take my car?
Wes
Just let me get my things.
As we’re headed toward Darkly Lane, I look over at him.
Carla
Have you heard about the wolf out here?
Wes
Yeah. Something about him guarding the entrance?
Wes
Do you think he accepts student passes?
I laugh loudly at his joke…
He grins, and it makes him even hotter.
Wes
You have a great laugh.
Wes
Anyone ever told you that before?
I’m taken aback by the compliment.
Feel my cheeks turn a little pink.
Carla
My friend Sue makes fun of my laugh.
Carla
Says I sound like a baby lamb.
Wes laughs and I steal a glance at him
He looks so attractive in the moonlight.
His pearly white teeth seem to glow in the dark.
Finally, the sign for Darkly Lane comes into view.
The street looks dark, but it’s otherwise normal.
Except there’s a strange energy in the air…
Wes gives me a look from the passenger seat.
I think he’s feeling it too.
His voice sounds deeper than before, and gravelly too.
I feel it drag across every nerve ending in my skin.
I flash Wes my best smile.
And toy with the ends of my long, red hair.
My friends tell me it’s my best feature.
Carla
And that’s what makes it perfect.
And start rolling slowly down it.
Dark, Aspen trees surround us on all sides.
Carla
No sign of the wolf.
Wes
Maybe it’s down a bit further.
We go about half a mile more…
Before Wes yells for me to stop.
Wes
I think I hear something.
But I don’t hear a thing.
Wes
I swear I heard something.
Wes
Maybe we should get out and film here.
Figuring it’s as good a spot as any…
The hot air feels stifling.
But a sudden chill runs up my spine.
This place is seriously eerie.
My heart leaps in my chest…
And I turn to see what he’s looking at.
Something doesn’t feel right.
Carla
I don’t see anything. Maybe we should get back in—
Wes’s voice suddenly interrupts me.
The gravelly one, but now it’s rougher still.
I instinctively take a step back.
Wes starts turning around…
His teeth elongate, and sharpen.
And the hair on his arms starts to grow.
It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before.
Noises suddenly explode around me.
And the last thing I see is…
Darkly Lane Killer Strikes Again.
Westgate University student Carla Row disappeared on or around Darkly Lane.
Both she and her car are missing.
Search parties are combing the area…
But so far, they have come up empty.
Darkly Lane has had many disappearances in the past.
Some even tell stories involving wolves.
Reports of strange noises add to its spooky lure.
One such noise was reported the night of the disappearance.
It was described as a unique laugh.
Similar to the mewling of a baby lamb.
