With road trip season approaching vaccinations rising, and the gradual re-opening of the world, we’re finding ourselves daydreaming about and even, gulp, planning, road trips. They drove into the woods in a van with suspect wiring, the night black among the trees, the passing landscape a blind country. The coming of night erased the lines between earth and sky and the trees loomed over the road, dark black-on-black silhouettes. The van turned reluctantly around like an aircraft carrier at sea, taking up the entirety of the small parking lot in front of a wood-sided country store. On a dark night in the woods, the mind imagines fantastical things, the trees alive with malice and demonic creatures.