Hell Script - Bike Of

Kian looks at the delivery bag strapped to his back. It's MOVING.

Kian's bike runs on fear now. The fuel gauge reads:

He stares at his phone. A glowing red icon: LUCIFAST. bike of hell script

Kian swerves. The bike's speedometer breaks past 120—but the needle spins in reverse.

His HUD (heads-up display) glitches. A timer appears: Kian looks at the delivery bag strapped to his back

Suddenly, he's on a . No other cars. Just a straight, infinite road lined with burning trees. The sky is a bruised purple.

The bike's engine idles. It sounds exactly like his mother's last breath. The fuel gauge reads: He stares at his phone

"Route recalculation. You have entered: THE FIRST CIRCLE. Watch for potholes. They are screaming mouths." Kian looks down. The asphalt isn't asphalt. It's packed, writhing human hands. The bike's tires roll over them. They GRIP at his wheels.