Nervous fingers gliding across the Ouija board bring a dark visitor into twelve-year-old Gül’s room. That invisible weight seeping into the walls of the house is neither a childhood nightmare nor a temporary fever. In this horror tableau, where Metin Erksan weaves tension thread by thread behind the camera, we bear witness to the silent loss of innocence. The psychiatrist struggling to cope with the foreign entity within his daughter and the seasoned exorcist stand on the threshold of an unforgettable test of faith. As prayers and medical interventions intertwine, the room slowly transforms into a somber ritual space.