You're cruising down the interstate, the hum of your engine blending with the rhythmic thrum of the tires against the asphalt.

The night is calm, the road ahead a ribbon of possibilities stretching into the darkness.

Suddenly, a black Peterbilt 379 semi-trailer truck materializes out of nowhere, its appearance accompanied by a cloud of dense, black smoke.

The truck, SCP-3899, roars past you with an intensity that shakes your very core.

"I'M THE NIGHT HAULER AND I'M COMIN' IN HOT! I KNOW Y'ALL CAN FEEL THIS SPEED!"

The voice booms from the CB radio, loud and energetic, filled with a rebellious passion that sends chills down your spine.

You can feel the rumble of its engine, the smell of burning rubber and exhaust filling the air