Tick ??Tech.. The clock is almost pointing to midnight, as it is complete darkness in one of the city's foggy streets. A sweaty teenage boy named Norman, carrying a heavy black suitcase, trots down a hallway looking for a red button. "Where's that damn button? Where is he?" He gropes the wall with his weary hands, and suddenly he feels something that feels soothing.. He cries out eagerly: "Here I have it!" Before his hand presses the button, he hears an innocent voice calling to him: "Norman, I found you!" So what does this button carry in its folds? Will Norman get past what he might face?
