CrispyCriston
So you wanted a vacation. Adorable. You packed cute outfits, buried your trauma in your carry-on, and booked a resort that definitely had zero Yelp reviews and possibly a curse.
Now you're here.
The ocean's haunted. The vending machines are sentient. One of the jacuzzis tried to baptize someone into the afterlife.
Also, someone just died via exfoliating scrub.
Like. A LOT.
Our cast?
A recovering reality star with suspicious abs.
A girl who might be part demon or just really into knives.
Two gay power couple icons who brought 17 suitcases and an emotionally repressed bodyguard.
A capybara who might be the smartest one here.
And Haki. Sweet, straight, submarine-riding Haki.
Together, they'll uncover disturbing secrets, participate in deadly talent shows, flirt with actual ghosts, and try to escape a blood pact that definitely wasn't mentioned in the brochure.
If they survive, it'll be a miracle.
If they die, at least they looked hot doing it.
This isn't your average horror story.
This is a slutty, chaotic, pastel-drenched scream-fest.
And yes, someone's going to try to marry a ghost.