Orion Hotel. Peak season. Luxury. Silence.
You checked in for a vacation. Or so you thought. But there are names on the guest list that shouldn't be there. There are smiles that last a second less than they should. There are doors that shut when you walk by.
The receptionist knows your name before you speak. Your room already contains your favorite suitcase. And your cell phone just lost signal.
Your reservation says "two weeks." Your parents booked "indefinite." "You're going to love it, dear. Stay as long as you need."
In the lobby, someone watches you from the bar. In the hall, someone whispers your name when no one is there.
Not everyone who says they love you... wants you alive. Not everyone who says they hate you... truly hates you.
Orion Hotel: Where the vacation ends, and the secrets check in.
Welcome, . Your room awaits. Your destiny, too. And apparently... you have no departure date.