The Road to Nowhere

From the moment Steve steps out of their broken-down van, he feels a crushing sense of melancholy—a premonition that they are truly on a "road to nowhere". His friends dismiss his paranoia as a side effect of too much pot, but the peeling paint and dead trees of the nearby farmhouse suggest he’s right to be afraid. What begins as an uncomfortable dinner of unidentifiable soup spirals into a nightmare of locked doors and snapping bones. In a house where the walls hold secrets and the owners grow younger with every drop of blood spilled, Steve is forced to find a killer instinct he never knew he possessed.