FIVE FRIENDS. ONE ISOLATED CABIN. ONE TERRIBLE CLICK.
Five friends. An isolated cabin. A weekend they desperately need.
Deep in Michigan's Upper Peninsula, far from crowded towns and everyday problems, the cabin seems perfect. For a few days, they can drink, laugh, reconnect, and maybe repair some of the things that have begun to fall apart between them.
Then they notice something sitting on the mantel.
An old metal sphere. Heavy. Intricate. Covered in strange markings. The kind of object that begs to be touched.
So they touch it.
They turn it.
Click.
Nothing happens.
At least, that's what they think.
But before long, something about the cabin feels wrong. Familiar rooms don't seem quite as familiar. The night outside feels a little too quiet. And when they finally decide it's time to leave, they discover something far worse than whatever might be waiting in the woods.
Leaving may no longer be possible.
SOME THINGS ARE BETTER LEFT UNTOUCHED. AND SOME DOORS NEVER TRULY CLOSE.
