I wake up in a hallway with no end. And I can't remember who I am.
No windows. No clock. No exit. Just endless walls and the overwhelming sense that something is wrong. That someone - or something - is watching me. I walk. I search. I try to remember. Then come the whispers. Scratches. Words carved into the wall: Time is different in here.
And then... the memories. The crash. The blood. The body. Now I remember the guilt. The truth I tried to bury. And the question I can no longer avoid: What will I do now that I know?
This psychological thriller is told from inside a mind breaking apart. Because sometimes the scariest place isn't where you are - it's what you remember. Read in one hour