The One-Hour Diner

THE ONE-HOUR DINER

A man and a woman, complete strangers to one another, receive the same cryptic text message: Be at the Crossroads Diner at the intersection of highways 9 and 11. Come alone at 2:17 a.m. and don't be late!

Drawn there by grief and curiosity, they arrive at a lonely roadside establishment where the coffee is hot, the lights are inviting, and the clock above the counter is frozen at 2:17.

It never, ever moves!

Seated across from each other in booth 5, they wait for someone or so...