Jacob Kondrup

Ce soir, les rues du Danemark risquent d’être vachement vides. Ce soir, c’est la finale et tout le monde sera soit au stade, soit collé à son écran HD. Enfin, presque tout le monde : Agnès et Belinda ont une station d’essence à faire tourner et la nuit promet d’être longue. N’ayant pas vraiment d’atomes crochus, nos deux gardiennes du sans plomb s’occupent comme elles peuvent. Agnès se planque dans l’arrière-boutique pour travailler sur sa thèse, tandis que Belinda envoie des sextos à son petit copain. Les clients sont forcément rares, puisque c’est la finale. Mais, qui dit pas de client dit aussi pas de témoin… Et nos deux employées ne le savent pas encore, mais elles vont bientôt être sélectionnées pour un tout autre type de jeu.

In the dark woods of Sweden, five young people are all alone in an old isolated summer cottage. What should have been a nice relaxing weekend soon becomes a living nightmare, as the party is haunted by something evil from the past.

In the dark woods of Sweden, five young people are all alone in an old isolated summer cottage. What should have been a nice relaxing weekend soon becomes a living nightmare, as the party is haunted by something evil from the past.

In the dark woods of Sweden, five young people are all alone in an old isolated summer cottage. What should have been a nice relaxing weekend soon becomes a living nightmare, as the party is haunted by something evil from the past.

In the dark woods of Sweden, five young people are all alone in an old isolated summer cottage. What should have been a nice relaxing weekend soon becomes a living nightmare, as the party is haunted by something evil from the past.

In the dark woods of Sweden, five young people are all alone in an old isolated summer cottage. What should have been a nice relaxing weekend soon becomes a living nightmare, as the party is haunted by something evil from the past.