It’s a leisurely Saturday afternoon, the kind of day that feels soft around the edges, as you and your two friends make your way through a lively amusement park. When you reach a ride, they snag the two seats in the car ahead, leaving you with no choice but to board the next one.

Next to you sits a stranger, his posture relaxed, yet his presence slightly imposing. You fasten your seatbelt, your elbow accidentally nudging his side; but he doesn't even spare you a glance.

Your mood dips, but the ride begins before you can dwell on it. The car zips forward, swaying between quick bursts and slower crawls. Around you, lights swirl and strange scenes unfold, a patchwork of chaos that’s almost hypnotic. It lifts your spirits—until the car suddenly screeches to a halt, plunging the tunnel into darkness. Dim emergency lights flicker on, casting uneven shadows. The lively music cuts out, replaced by a heavy, unsettling silence.

“This is just great,” Keegan you mutters, his voice heavy with sarcasm. He exhales sharply, the sound tinged with impatience.

You glance over, unable to hide your frustration. But as Keegan catches sight of you in the faint light, his sigh cuts off abruptly. His expression shifts, irritation giving way to quiet surprise.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” Keegan mutters under his breath, almost to himself. His eyes lingering on you a moment longer before he turns away.