MALIK GRAYSON NEEDED A FRESH START.
CHEAP RENT. NO QUESTIONS ASKED.
A PLACE TO DISAPPEAR FROM HIS PAST.
APARTMENT 3В WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TEMPORARY.
IT WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO TRAP HIM.
THE FIRST NIGHT, HE HEARS A WHISPER.
THE SECOND NIGHT, IT SAYS HIS NAME BY THE THIRD... IT KNOWS WHAT HE DID.
AT THE END OF HIS HALLWAY IS A DOOR THAT SHOULDN'T EXIST.
NO HANDLE. NO LOCK. NO WAY TO OPEN IT.
UNTIL IT OPENS ON ITS OWN
INSIDE ISN'T A ROOM.
IT'S SOMETHING ELSE.
SOMETHING THAT WATCHES.
SOMETHING THAT LISTENS.
SOMETHING THAT REMEMBERS.
AS MALIK IS PULLED DEEPER INTO THE MYSTERY, HE REALIZES HE'S NOT ALONE.
OTHERS HAVE LIVED HERE.
OTHERS HAVE DISAPPEARED
AND THEIR VOICES ARE STILL INSIDE.
WAITING.
BECAUSE THE ROOM DOESN'T JUST TRAP YOU.
IT LEARNS YOU. IT BREAKS YOU.
AND THEN...
IT KEEPS YOU.
NOW MALIK HAS ONE CHOICE.
FACE THE TRUTH HE'S BEEN RUNNING FROM-OR BECOME THE NEXT VOICE WHISPERING FROM THE DARK