The Face at My Window

A face in the window. A voice calling your name when nobody’s there. Death wasn’t supposed to ride shotgun, but out here, on the haunted northern plains, something is crawling up from the coal—hungry for more than just the living’s fear. Mike’s trucking days were supposed to be over, but a desperate job offer drags him back into the badlands with a ragtag crew, a rival’s sinister old man, and a black jar no one dares to touch. As the wind howls and shadows lengthen, stories of cursed mines, coal husks, and missing men become all too real. When midnight brings a visitor with Dave’s face and an impossible hunger, Mike must decide: fight the thing that haunts these roads, or become the next ghost in the dust. Out here, what’s buried never stays dead—will Mike survive the run, or vanish like so many before him?