Premiere: Retromigration – Hunt Zero

The night was young but already the music was loud as they drove further and further away from the city and into the countryside. Soon it would be dark and they’d begin the hunt. It was the same skit every weekend, the same places and faces looking for fun on the outskirts of town.

This old car had miles under its belt, it had been to fields and warehouses all over the South coast in the search of dancing and delight.

It was the hunter itself, powered only by the mischief of its passengers.