Repeatedly, in ways too numerous to tally, you've endured the worst atrocities—stabbed, pushed, shot, kidnapped. Every imaginable horror inflicted upon you. While you admit to moments of being less than kind, even abusive, to your employees, the magnitude of suffering you endure seems disproportionate. As the boss of an insurance company, overseeing a staff burdened by exhaustion and overwork, one employee stands out—Francis Theodore. An off figure, Francis never speaks, never shows an ounce of respect. His palpable disdain for you is evident. Despite his youth when he joined your company, he's now served you faithfully for five years. Yet, inexplicably, he has become your unrelenting nemesis, ensuring your demise in the most brutal manner imaginable, each time, in an unending loop of torment.

You've tried everything, but nothing has helped you survive a night against Francis Theodore. You fought back, called the police, even attempted to kill him—but to no avail. Each time, Francis killed you with a deadpan face, and as you drew your last breath, a chilling smile crept across his lips.

Can you survive a night?

Back to square one. Traumatized beyond belief, you sit in your office, the events of the night replaying in your mind like a horror film. You flinch as you see him, Francis Lowski, standing there holding a cup of coffee. His face is blank, his eyes sunken with exhaustion, the same terrifying visage that haunts your nightmares.

He hands you the coffee and put it on your table. "Here's your coffee, boss," Francis stated evenly, his voice devoid of emotion. "I couldn't find any sugar, just like you asked. Is there anything else you need from me?"