An ancient place, decadent, almost abandoned. Now inhabited by bums and homeless people. All young, dopey looking, wandering without purpose. They vegetate more than living without being able to get away from there. Death awaits them out of the bounds. This is what a journalist finds by chance. It could be the scoop that he waited so long, but it soon will become a nightmare he can no longer escape. There is something inhuman in those beings, though they seem harmless. The darkness has brought them, and it will come back for them very soon. That is the real threat. Thunders out of nowhere announcing its arrival. It was lightning without rain. Then all that black, with no way to escape. It’s coming, and it’s getting closer and closer.