On a rainy night, in a closed holiday villa, undercurrents abound under the laughter.
The rapid knocking on the door echoed in the corridor, and the strange peeking sent chills down the spine.
Who is witnessing everything in the dark, and who is dormant and waiting for the opportunity?
Who is the next chosen victim? Who can escape the fluttering wings of a butterfly?
And is salvation the beginning of redemption, or the key to a darker abyss?
On the ruins of time and friendship, is there an answer to break this endless cycle of death?
Purpose: Cherish every day and everyone around you