If I were to take the show Gravity Falls, make it rated R, and add an apathetic insomniac gas station clerk with a relentless bullshit detector as the main character, this horror-comedy would be it. Jack works at a shitty gas station in the middle of nowhere, which happens to be the breeding ground of all things weird and eerie—from lawn gnomes that appear out of nowhere, to the strange politician that seems to never die—this gas station is the heart of it all. It is the perfect mix of ridiculousness, stupid humor and horror with just a hint of underlying seriousness.
— From Kai's PicksDrunk customers. Shoplifting raccoons. Otherworldly visitors. As night shift clerk at the twenty-four-hour gas station at the edge of town, Jack has pretty much seen it all.
That is, until his best friend reveals the body of a local politician hidden in the trunk of a car, setting off a chain of events with apocalyptic potential. Soon, Jack finds himself entangled in a supernatural conspiracy involving monster hunters, sociopaths, doomsday cultists, and... garden gnomes?
Armed with nothing but his wits, sarcasm, and alarming amounts of coffee, can Jack stay alive long enough to see another morning shift? Or will he, too, fall victim to the dark, ancient force infecting the dreams of everyone around him?
One thing's for sure. He's not getting paid enough for this.
