When Suresh returns early from his Christmas vacation, he finds his apartment empty, filthy and unsettling. Before the night passes, he hears a sinister creature calling him out in a familiar voice. Suresh faces a chilling truth no one could have imagined. What lurks in the darkness, and why is no one answering his calls for help?

Mortality is a boon as it is a bane, and none are exceptions to its nature. What if some of them are?

Could you imagine being stuck in a monotonous routine that your existence won’t make any difference?

If given a choice to choose between blood relations and friends, most often people choose friends.