Quarantine

In the restless heat of Los Angeles, a nighttime assignment places a television reporter at an almost forgotten fire station, its corridors echoing with the low hum of old equipment and the distant wail of sirens. Angela Vidal arrives with her trusted cameraman, a pair bound by professional ambition and a shared curiosity about the city’s hidden corners. The station, a temporary haven bathed in flickering fluorescent light, feels like a backstage to an unfolding drama that promises more than a routine segment.

Beyond the station’s walls, an apartment complex nearby becomes the epicenter of an unsettling disturbance. Rumors of a sudden, inexplicable outbreak swirl through the streets, while the usual channels of authority—most notably the CDC—remain oddly silent, heightening the sense of isolation. A small, disparate group of residents and first‑responders find themselves cut off from the outside world, forced to confront an enigmatic threat that turns ordinary spaces into claustrophobic traps.

Scott Percival moves with a steady focus, his camera a silent witness to the growing tension. Together, Angela and Scott navigate a precarious balance between documenting the crisis and becoming part of it, their professional rapport tested by the creeping dread that pervades every hallway. The firefighters they encounter bring a gritty, street‑wise perspective, adding layers of camaraderie and underlying urgency to the already charged atmosphere.

The film’s tone is a slow‑burning mix of urban horror and psychological suspense, where the neon‑lit cityscape becomes a character in its own right—beautiful yet foreboding. As the night deepens, the characters must rely on wits, fragile alliances, and an uneasy trust in one another while the truth behind the mysterious contagion remains just out of reach, inviting the audience to linger in the unsettling space between curiosity and fear.

Last Updated: August 10, 2025 at 09:07