Spirits roam these hotel halls... looking for that final warm embrace.

Someone to hold them tight. And never let go.

Mark anticipated this is going to a pleasurable week, with his work friends, a jolly company indeed. All of them celebrating right before Halloween at the Irish countryside, staying in a manor house surrounded by deep woods, leading to the ocean... with a history of its own.

Still in such a young company Mark feels quite alone, but his ambition drives him to go on and forward.

Now suddenly Mark is feeling disoriented, scared and alone. Waking up in different rooms and places around the hotel. Not remembering going to sleep the previous night at all.

Things take a darker turn for him, confused within the manor walls. The waves of the nearby ocean slowly beating, and calling out his name to him.

To whom he can turn to, find help him in this confusion?

It's time for Mark to make some new friends:

A psychic.

And a ghost.

A crash of a triangle which leads in many directions.

Which one will prove to be the one Mark is looking for all along ... and which one was indeed looking for him?

And in fact may lead him to his doom.

Is Mark finally going to come face to face .... with somebody that really needs him?