The Cloverluck Hotel

No-one's checking in right now, but the pandemic never was the problem at The Cloverluck.

It's February 2021 and Texas is in a deep freeze. The ill-preparedness for coping with an extended cold snap is starkly laid bare as millions are without power for hours on end.

For some of the millions affected, the results are catastrophic. For most, it's a serious irritation, but the incompetence that led to this will soon be forgotten once power is restored.

For the skeleton staff working at the Covid-closed Cloverluck Hotel, the nightmare is just beginning.

Built from Irish mob money in the 1920s on the site once occupied by the old electric chair in Austin, Texas, The Cloverluck Hotel seemed live up to its name with its Southern charm and the patronage of some well-rewarded local politicians, but none of these people ever understood that it was a consistently powered electric grid that kept at bay the dark secrets that lay beneath this hotel.

Lise Mantell, the new under manager, desperate to have any job after her last humiliation, thinks she's turned a corner, but around that corner is the horror of death and duplicity, and it's all about to come to a shocking conclusion.