I didn't like reading bad news and watching horror movies, perhaps these two things were the only things I never liked. And so everything was fine: I recently met a girl, visited the hero city, and visited local attractions. What could go wrong? One day I found myself locked in a house with three people who had already come to terms with the loss of freedom. Now I had nothing, not even the most banal thing: the opportunity to go outside. I couldn't even locate the house we were in. What should I do? “There is no front door in the house,” Wood told me. I would like to just know what my friends are doing now. Wood said there are many houses like this one. That means there are also a lot of people who are locked up like us. But by what criterion are we selected? What have we forgotten here? We found ourselves in a haunted house. How can you avoid strangling yourself with a tie after something like this? Help! I'm locked up with three idiots who don't want freedom anymore! How to get out of here?