On this version of Friday the 13th, the past and present collide for Bardon Police Officer Harry Bedell. Seven years of tireless dedication, a chance at sergeant-all jeopardized by the insidious grip of departmental politics. It's a familiar, anticipated outcome, one that echoes his father's own overlooked career. His aspirations, once clear, are now choking on a bitter diet of recurring favoritism. Beyond the badge, Harry's life is unraveling. His seven-year marriage to Julie is strained, cracking under the weight of an unexplained tension. And then there are the recurring nightmares: a haunting replay of his senior year in high school, a manipulative smile, and a devastating betrayal that cost him a full football scholarship and a promising future. Now, thirteen years later, that past barrels into his present at 57 mph. While he's running radar in a school zone, Harry clocks a familiar face: the woman who shattered his dreams, now brazenly attempting to charm her way out of a speeding ticket. By posing an audacious offer she hopes he won't refuse. Later that day, desperate to quiet the demons, Harry arrives early for an appointment with a renowned psychiatrist at his home-office. As urged by his wife. Time flies by. The next thing Harry knows, he's engulfed by the piercing wail of emergency sirens. Then snapped back to reality by Dr. Alan Briggs, tapping on the driver's side window of his car, issuing a terse "You're late. Glad I'm not seeing anyone else today." As the sirens inexplicably fade. Briggs ushers a disoriented Harry inside, leading him into a chilling unknown where the line between memory and madness blurs.