Urban psychological horror with a creature. Darío tries to blend in—routines, neighbors, a fragile normal. Yet at unpredictable intervals the Parasite takes over and steers him toward choices he can’t fully own. Sometimes it aligns with drives in a white van; afterward there’s a blood trail, odd smells, and whispers threading through the building. On the sixth floor, the dark feels watched.
Marco, a doorman with heavy hands and a murky past, witnesses something he can’t dismiss. Weighted by guilt that never quite heals, he seeks redemption: he returns to the block, keeps watch from his car facing the building, and follows any clue that might lead to the truth, eyes fixed on the sixth-floor windows. Each piece fits too neatly with the van—and with what Darío cannot (or will not) recall.
Night Paralysis blends possession, watchfulness, and urban thriller into a slow-burn dread—wet streets, closing doors, and the uneasy question of who the real monster is.
