Hi! I'm Haven, and I'm going to tell you the unfortunate tale of Isadora's wrath... I highly hope that you don't enjoy this.
The car lights flash against the tunnel walls, flickering back and forth, impairing the outside view of the dark night. The Moores were tired
from a long day at work and then an enjoyable night out, speaking only about three
times during the ride back to their quaint home. The first time, it was to check in on
the babysitter of their three children, Katherine, Addison, and Sierra. The
babysitter was a teenager named Sophia Brown, who had known the children for
several years. The second time was at a redlight, when Mrs. Moore jolted at the
sudden stop. The third time was when, nearly past the dark tunnel, a car sped behind
them from nowhere. The car was black, dingy, and had the appearance of surviving
many wrecks, barely. The couple could hear loud laughs coming from within the
speeding car. Choosing to ignore the other car, Mr. Moore pushed on the gas,
speeding. The owners of the black car took offense , and sped close behind the
couple's silver Jeep, a little too close. The black car slammed into the bumper of the
Jeep, pushing Mr. Moore into the steering wheel. The Jeep slammed into the wall,
followed closely behind by the black car, instantly killing everyone.