An ordinary apartment party, a sudden power outage. The lights went out and the familiar world began to quietly collapse.
The pepper shaker is in the wrong place. The neighbor's car downstairs is missing. The burn marks on the old curtains disappeared on their own. Some people have strange pocket watches popping up from their pockets, some have disappearing marks on their wrists...
The scariest thing is the wooden bird decoration on the door frame - its face turned in the wrong direction at some point! Every subtle change is like a needle piercing their perception of "reality".
After plucking up the courage to walk out of the apartment, they wanted to use the engraving on the old elevator door in the corridor as a final confirmation. But the light illuminated the metal plate - the manufacturing date on it turned out to be a completely unfamiliar year! Just then:
"Ding!"
The sound of the elevator's arrival tore through the darkness. The screen that never existed lit up with a strange green light, displaying cold instructions:
Please enter. Limited to three people.
Whose elevator is this? Can it lead back to a familiar home... Or to a strange world from which there is no return? In the darkness, choices loom.
