A cross-country drive turns into a deadly pursuit when an aggressive driver won’t let up. But when the car pulls alongside, there’s only a blinding light in the cabin—no driver behind the wheel. Seeking shelter at an isolated farmhouse, the man discovers that whatever hunts him isn’t bound by metal and glass. It can follow him anywhere.

Gridlocked on a Kansas interstate, stranded motorists hear the emergency alert system scream across their radios—only to cut to silence. They step out of their cars and look to the horizon. One by one, dozens of missiles rise into the sky, their nuclear payloads tracing arcs across the afternoon sun. There is nowhere to run. There is only the wait.

A man wakes to find his neighborhood empty. No cars. No neighbors. No sound. He sees things that shouldn’t exist. Smells things that aren’t there. His senses betray him at every turn until he encounters an elderly man who seems to understand what’s happening. But the explanation may be worse than the confusion.

Random Synapse Misfire, Vol. Two plunges deeper into psychological terror, where the mind fractures and reality itself becomes the enemy. These stories strip away certainty and leave only dread—visceral, relentless, and inescapable.

For readers who crave horror that lingers long after the final page.