A lone van idles at a dark forest rest stop, windshield fogged except for one hand-wiped circle. ❄️ Eyes begin to bloom between the trees, a ring of wolves pacing just outside the light as the driver’s breath clouds the glass. One suddenly breaks from the pack, charging into the beams and slamming into the windshield right where the phone is pressed, knocking it sideways as a muzzle smears a clear streak through the fog. Would you kill the lights and hide, or keep filming through the glass? #wil