David comes home on a rainy night to a house that feels wrong the moment he steps in. Outside, a grave is open, the soil freshly turned. Inside, dust covers everything as though no one has been here in a long time, and objects are in positions that suggest otherwise — a plate where there was no plate, a picture frame on the floor. As the night progresses, faint voices move through the walls, things shift in the periphery, and memories begin resurfacing that David is not sure he wants. The house is not merely a setting. It is moving toward something, and it intends to bring him with it.