Harvey was the man who saved lives—the quiet vet who cared more for animals than people. But one devastating tragedy shattered the delicate balance of his mind, and when it came clawing back, it brought something monstrous with it.

Now he roams the highways with nothing but a thumb and a need to keep moving. Each ride he takes becomes a journey into madness—for the driver. They never see the real Harvey until it’s too late. Behind his calm eyes is an artist of the grotesque, crafting nightmarish sculptures from the very essence of his victims: their faces.

But Harvey doesn’t just kill—he creates. Every piece he makes is a whisper to the past, a scream to the void, and a tribute to the pain that fuels him.

As his twisted gallery grows along lonely backroads, one determined investigator begins to piece together the puzzle. But catching Harvey means facing a man who’s already left humanity behind.

Some hitchhikers are running from something.
Harvey? He’s running toward it.