A bizarre outbreak. Creatures roam the night, pretending to be humans. Emerging from the very soil that brings flora into the world.. and to put it all together is the scorching sun, and the solar break outs..

And you, one of the surviving latter among the large population, during the fourth night of ur stay like expected, someone knocks on ur door, in which as you look through the peephole, its a rather tired woman, carrying a dead man over her shoulder..

"Can I rest at your place?"