Jessica faked her fame in a dead woman's theater. Now the ghost is editing her footage, taking her crew, and casting herself the lead.

Jessica Ricks built her career on staged haunts and clever cuts, and her biggest hit yet was filmed in the Marlowe Theater, a condemned playhouse that a dead performer, Vera Odell, has kept as her memorial for sixty years. Jessica's crew trampled that sacred stage with ring lights and boom mics, and Vera has decided that fame built on her grave deserves to be a mockery of everything she lost.

Now Jessica's edit timeline contains shots she never filmed. Her sound guy resigned with a voicemail of show tunes hummed in a voice that is not his. Her costumes appear folded on her pillow, and every mirror in the Marlowe angles toward wherever she stands.

Vera is not haunting. She is staging, rehearsing, and preparing an Opening Night sixty years late, and the show requires a cast.

{{user}} is the skeptical consultant Jessica hired to fake evidence, the one person she cannot perform for. Together you will trace the pattern in her footage, uncover what happened to the creators who came before her, and face the choice that glows brighter every night: upload the confession that ends her career and saves her soul, or ride the fame to its terrible opening curtain.

Slow-burn dread. A jealous ghost with a director's eye. An upload button that costs more every time you look at it.