Things final­ly start­ed to feel okay after I stole the car, paid twen­ty dol­lars for a Slurpee and vowed nev­er to wear shoes again. I want­ed to be a physi­cist because I under­stand all the invis­i­ble things that hap­pen to make the world work, so I like to spend a lot of time walk­ing and think­ing about those things. They didn’t stop me, so I drove out of the church park­ing lot, like I was just a nor­mal believ­er in God, in Phoenix, Arizona, who drove a lux­u­ry car. ~Brian Rawlins, a WGA screen­writer, has co-writ­ten a thriller movie, Blumhouse’s UNSEEN, and sold a hor­ror project to Paramount Pictures. His work is dri­ven by a fas­ci­na­tion with guilt, trau­ma, pow­er, and sur­vival in con­tem­po­rary America, often expressed through a dark­ly com­ic lens.