A worn‑out videographer checks into a hotel after a long day filming a business seminar, just wanting sleep. Each time she drifts off, she half‑wakes to the same unnerving scene: the weight of someone on the bed, careful hands undoing her nightgown...
I rush the last bottle of beer, na my third bottle that night and normally 3 bottles na my gauge, infact I never even finish the third bottle wey my eyes sef don begin dey turn me small small, but I just maintain composure. I never ready to go...
