They don’t know where they are.
They don’t know why they’re there.
All they have is a chilling message they themselves recorded the night before…
But none of them remember doing it.
Faced with dwindling supplies and a locked door, three friends are forced to confront a truth they desperately don’t want to believe.
“Yeah it is, it’s my voice! I can’t remember saying it, but it is my voice. And I’ve got a tattoo. And there are pill bottles, empty pill bottles, and they’ve got our names on them. And he’s…look at him.
It’s all here.”