Emma drifts… then jolts awake. She forgot to lock her front door. She gets up, locks it, returns to bed.

“You wanted to meet your demons in your dreams. I got tired of waiting. I’m the dark you’ve been running from. And tonight… you stay.”

“Now imagine a door. Behind it is total darkness. Pure rest. You are so safe. So sleepy.”

Quiet, claustrophobic, unsettling. Think Black Mirror meets The Babadook . SYNOPSIS EMMA (30s) , dark circles under her eyes, lives alone in a cramped studio apartment. The world outside is asleep; inside, her mind is a siren.

“Good Night.”

The lights in the apartment begin to dim—not electrically, but as if the darkness is spreading from the phone.

7 minutes

“You called me here. Every night. ‘Please let me sleep. Please make it stop.’ I am the stop, Emma. I am the good night.”

Then—the app chime. The same gentle one from the beginning.

“The problem with people like you is that you think sleep is a door you can close. But a door goes two ways.”

“Good. The door is locked now. No one can come in.”

Silence for three full seconds.

Logline: A lonely insomniac’s nightly ritual to fall asleep is shattered when the voice on her relaxation app starts talking directly to her —and refuses to let her wake up.

Emma, paralyzed, closes her eyes.