A Minute to Midnight: The Thriller Weekenders

Some say that the witching hour brings nothing but heartache and misfortune, to others it is when they are closest to their loved ones. Some say it is just coincidence that so many things happen during this time. To others, it is a time to fear, especially when the phone rings. Those that lived at Lucent Strand and the surrounding areas, should have felt blessed, living the luxury life. A life that some could only dream of. It was one the most expensive parts of the shoreline, with its flawless, white smooth sands and picture-perfect views. The shoreline seemed to be enhanced, giving a romantic feel as it glistened under the renovated old lighthouse, that stood at Lucent Strand Point, even on an overcast night. What was there not to love about this coastline? If Lucent Strand was so perfect, why were there so many people going missing? Where were they? Who is behind those that cannot be found? Who is safe? Maybe it was the only way that revenge could be sought. “Just remember to smile, for we all got to die.”