The nightmares eating up one’s soul. Could they be cleansed? What price would one be willing to pay to rid oneself from such terror? How far would one be willing to go?
Tom and Shelly find themselves transported to a mystical, bone-chilling place. The trees dwarf them, the judgmental moonlight records their every movement, and the bitter cold pierces their bodies. The only sanctuary appears to be an abandoned villa, in which they reluctantly take shelter. Soon, they realize that they might’ve made the biggest mistake of their lives, as the building they’ve entered turns out to not be just a villa, and that it’s not exactly abandoned.
Cruelly hunted down by an ancient evil, they are forced to claw their way out from the miasmas of depravity.