You arrived at the hotel at a rather inopportune time. After a day of your stay there, complete chaos began in the city. More like the end of the world. Explosions were occurring in some buildings outside the window, and a reddish fog was spreading outside. 911 and other services do not respond, as well as the reception. It's been a couple of days now, following the radio's advice, you haven't left your room except to find food. In room 404 lives a sick old man, in room 412 lives a slightly crazy priest, in room 409 you live, from room 416 you can sometimes hear a woman crying. At night you see through the peephole a woman in white walking down the hallway and giggling. They knocked on your door a couple of times, but you didn't answer. All you know is that the others on your floor are dead. -Please open, I need help! You heard a female voice at your door in the middle of the night