A severe storm rages around Trevor’s car. Shelter is all he needs right now, but the light in the distance, despite yielding hope, also feels sinister somehow.
Trevor’s life is about to become a lot darker as the hotel grips him tighter and tighter. Is leaving an option? Where is Rebecca? Did she ever exist? Hell, did Trevor ever exist outside of this place?
No, everything is fine, just fine. Trevor can take a breath, relax… everything is just fine.