Deep Inside
She hadn’t wanted to come back but when your aunt goes missing and leaves behind a house full of old debts and older secrets, you show up.
She dragged her suitcase behind her, wheels stuttering over the cracked pavement, until the shadowed bulk of the Loma cabin emerged from the woods. It was more rot than home now. Half-leaning, the porch slouched like it was too tired to stay upright. Mira didn’t knock. She didn’t need to.
She had just shoved the door open when a strange sound broke through the forest behind her. A crunch. A growl. Her hand froze on the rusted doorknob, and then...him.