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[SEASON FINALE] CHAPTER 47 - End of the Line

Y/N whipped her head toward Ashlyn, voice tight with urgency. "What's the plan?"

Ashlyn's knuckles tightened around the wheel. "The pillars. If I can weave through them, maybe it'll lose us-or slow down. It's risky, but it's all we've got."

"That's insane!" Tyler shouted, his voice raw with fear. "If you screw up, we're done for!"

"Then you'd better hang on," Ashlyn snapped, her voice a brittle edge of tension. "Unless you've got a better idea?"

The creature's presence was overwhelming, a suffocating force that twisted Y/N's stomach into knots. It was as if its very existence drained the strength from her limbs, leaving her weak and breathless. She glanced back, and instantly, regret gripped her. The creature was closer now, its hollow eyes fixed on the jeep, its movements erratic and unnervingly fast, closing the distance between them with relentless pursuit.

"Ashlyn, whatever you're gonna do, do it now!" Y/N screamed, her heart racing as the monstrous hybrid closed in.

"Hold on!" Ashlyn shouted, yanking the wheel hard to the side. The jeep lurched violently, tires screeching as she aimed for the nearest pillar. The creature twisted unnaturally, adjusting its course. It bore down on them with terrifying speed.

Y/N clutched the edge of her seat, her knuckles white, eyes locked on the looming rock formation. For a split second, everything seemed to freeze-the creature's pursuit, the bouncing of the jeep, the desperate gasps of her friends. Then, with a sickening lurch, they plunged toward the pillar, clinging to the faint, desperate hope that Ashlyn's gamble might save them.

Y/N's heart pounded against her chest as her eyes locked onto the back window, her breath catching in her throat. The creature was there-its jagged appendages scraping across the terrain like claws on a chalkboard, a grotesque silhouette against the darkened landscape. The air seemed to tremble with its presence. Y/N's stomach twisted in knots, dread gripping her like a vice. The creature's hollow, black eyes bore into the back of the jeep, its unnatural speed closing the distance between them in the blink of an eye.

"Ashlyn, turn right!" Y/N shouted, panic thick in her voice. Her hands gripped the seat in front of her as she stared, wide-eyed, at the creature's nightmarish form. The appendages gleamed with an unnatural, predatory sheen, sharp enough to shred anything in their path. "NOW, Ashlyn! TURN!"

But the words barely left her mouth before it was too late.

The jeep lurched violently, Y/N's body slamming against the side as the phantom centipede struck with blinding speed. Her breath was stolen from her as the creature's claws scraped along the left side, the sickening crunch of metal grinding against metal reverberating in her ears. The force threw her back into her seat, and her heart skipped a beat, fear clawing at her insides.

"GAH!" Tyler's shout filled the air as the shockwave of the impact sent him careening sideways, his body jerking before he narrowly avoided the centipede's next strike. His hand reached out instinctively, barely managing to steady himself against the chaotic shaking of the jeep. A jagged dent marred the door where the creature had struck, its presence almost suffocating.

"Is everyone okay?!" Ashlyn's voice cracked, her desperation bleeding through as she fought to regain control of the vehicle. Her knuckles were white against the steering wheel, sweat beading on her forehead. The jeep swerved again, narrowly avoiding another attack, but the road ahead seemed to twist and bend with no reprieve.

"The door's banged up pretty bad, but we're fine!" Tyler shouted, voice hoarse as he shifted closer to Taylor, his eyes flicking nervously to the rearview. His breath came fast, shallow, his gaze still locked on the phantom's relentless pursuit. The sound of its claws scraping against the earth was deafening, like nails on a blackboard, a constant reminder of their only choice-run.