ROOM 302

People are disappearing.

No witnesses. No explanations. No demands.
Then the parcels arrive.
Wrapped in blood-stained paper, each contains a porcelain doll and a cryptic message no one can decipher.
Soon after, the missing are found.
Dead.
As panic spreads through the city, whispers begin to circulate about an abandoned building and a room that shouldn't exist-a room that appears in nightmares, police reports, and dying confessions alike.
No blueprint records it. No one has ever found it. Yet its number keeps resurfacing, woven into every disappearance.
Some believe a killer is responsible.
Others fear something far worse.
Because some places aren't haunted by the dead.
They're haunted by what the living have done.
And Room 302 has been waiting for someone to find it.
Every answer makes things worse.