Hasan Ozan Sarikovanlik

A man arrives at a desolate hotel, its eerie silence wrapping around him like a warning. As he wanders the dimly lit corridors, he finds no sign of life, only a lone, unattended meal waiting in the dining room, which he decides to eat. By nightfall, violent illness takes hold. In a desperate search for help, he staggers through the hotel’s darkness.

Birce is taking a shower alone in her house on a rainy night. The faint rattling sounds coming from the door heighten the tension in the air. She hears the sounds but is not yet sure whether her mind is playing tricks on her. The door opens; a figure in a black suit enters, his face unseen.