Millie should’ve just gone home.
She’d argued with Liv. Ditched the party.
She was trying to do the right thing.
But then came the truck. The chase. The limp.
The red glow.
And something stepped out of the forest.
Not a person. Not a deer.
Something else.
Antlers. Bone. Shadow.
Moving like it wasn’t bound by the rules of the world.
She screamed.
And no one heard.
When you see red, it’s already too late.
Welcome to Westville begins with this moment—and unravels everything that comes after.
If Stranger Things, Alan Wake, and a bit of Stephen King is your vibe...
See you in Westville….
- Ryder