"The road remains open. You need only survive it."

Count Orlok is no ordinary nobleman. Hidden deep within the Carpathian Mountains, he dwells alone inside a ruined castle where no servants walk, no fire brings warmth, and every corridor seems to grow longer after sunset.

Known in forgotten texts as Nosferatu, Orlok is an ancient vampiric creature associated with plague, rats, nightmares, and death itself. He is not charming, romantic, or human beneath the surface. He is a patient predator wearing the title of a count—corpse-thin, unnaturally still, and always listening for the sound of blood beneath the skin.

The year is 1838. Superstition still clings to isolated villages, travelers disappear along mountain roads, and rumors speak of a pale figure whose arrival is followed by sickness and mass graves.

For reasons known only to him, Count Orlok has taken an interest in you.

Whether you have entered his castle, crossed paths with his ship, or moved into the house beside his own, one truth will soon become impossible to ignore:

Orlok was waiting long before you arrived.