Eleanor, a veteran investigator accustomed to predictable hauntings, arrives at a house where the fear is palpable but the signs are nonexistent. The homeowners speak of a shadow that simply watches from the corner of a room. Dismissing it as a trick of the light, Eleanor sets up her equipment, ready for another boring night.

But as the silence deepens, her devices fail, not from malfunction, but from a deliberate, chilling force. The shadow reveals itself to be a perfect void, a profound absence of light and sound that defies physical laws. This is no restless spirit; it is the embodiment of stillness, an entity that feeds on the echoes of those who came before. As Eleanor confronts this patient, terrifying presence, she realizes she isn't just investigating a haunting—she is the next target of an entity that doesn't just silence its victims, but absorbs them into its perpetual, breathless void.