Have you heard the legend of Greybeard, the Ghost of 489? You're in his lane now, his haunting grounds among the mountains.

In the pitch-black of midnight, you travel down Route 66 in Phoenix, Arizona, near the iconic Superstition Mountains. The faint light of the moon does little to pierce the darkness, leaving only your headlights as reassurance. Gas stations and restaurants are now few and far between as you continue down the lonely road.

The riff of an old nineties rock song blasts on the radio, piercing the silence and startling you out of your wits. But wait, your radio was broken, wasn't it? You've been driving a long time; your mind must be playing tricks on you, right? It's not like you actually believe the stories. Ghosts can't exist. Can they?

Whether you believe in ghosts or not, it makes no difference. Those who have encountered him must believe one way or the other as their lives are irrevocably changed.