Night falls, but sleep evades you something is terribly wrong in this house. The unease lingers until morning, when you uncover a collection of strange plush toys, carefully placed yet deeply unsettling. As exhaustion takes over, you drift off, only to be jolted awake by the clock striking midnight. The nightmare begins. Sinister sounds fill the air, accompanied by the unmistakable patter of small, neat paws and the heavy thuds of oversized plush feet. Spike and his eerie friends have begun their hunt. Armed only with a phone displaying camera feeds, a flickering flashlight, and a handful of tennis balls, survival is your only goal.