The earth was cold, heavier than it had ever been. Adam gasped as a mouthful of soil slipped between his lips. He coughed violently, the bitter taste of dirt and panic filling his lungs. It took him a few seconds to understand — he was underground. Buried. Alive.His arms jerked instinctively, fingers clawing upward through the darkness. But the coffin was too tight, the lid too close. No space. No air. No light.He screamed.No one heard.Adam’s mind raced, heart hammering in his chest like a wild animal desperate to escape. He remembered driving down the highway late at night. The