In the upcoming film, the story takes a dark and chaotic turn when a glamorous party spirals into a nightmare. What begins as a night of music, drugs, and glittering models quickly descends into panic when authorities storm in, demanding silence and searching for one man: Dorian, a rising rock star with a reputation as dazzling as it is dangerous. The music cuts, the lights dim, and all eyes turn on him.

As police press forward, they uncover suspicious evidence — mushrooms, hidden and hastily flushed away. But these aren’t ordinary mushrooms; whispers spread of poison, of a deadly plot. Someone at the party is already dead, another is clinging to life in a coma, and suspicion circles tightly around Dorian. Tension mounts as the lead investigator mocks him with grim lyrics about killing models — lyrics that suddenly feel less like edgy art and more like a confession.

The timing is damning. Barely two days have passed since Dorian’s supposed girlfriend, Sophie, collapsed and fell into a coma. Now, with her life hanging in the balance, a young woman has been fatally poisoned. The supposed murder weapon? Mushrooms, the very kind the police have found Dorian in possession of. It looks like a smoking gun, or in this case, a toxic truffle.

Cornered, Dorian scrambles for an explanation. He insists the mushrooms aren’t poisonous at all — just psychedelic. He claims what he was seen shaving over food at another party wasn’t deadly fungi, but an extravagant culinary prize: a rare truffle, purchased at a charity auction for $2,000. A treat for prestige, not a tool for murder. But if that’s true, why did one woman die while others who tasted his so-called “luxury snack” survived unharmed? His defense only deepens the mystery.

Investigators challenge him further. If Sophie truly matters to him, why hasn’t he even asked about her condition? Why hasn’t her looming death seemed to shake him? In a shocking twist, the rock star admits the truth — Sophie was never really his girlfriend. Their romance was nothing more than a publicity stunt, carefully staged by his manager and her ambitious mother. It was all a show for photographers, tabloids, and screaming fans. Behind the glittering façade of red carpets and Page Six gossip, their relationship was hollow, an “arrangement” designed to shield Dorian from rumors that might destroy his carefully crafted image.

And what were those rumors? The star, under pressure, finally confesses. The truth isn’t about drugs or violence, but something that could, in his eyes, ruin him in the eyes of certain fans: his true romantic interest wasn’t Sophie at all, but her close friend, Harry. Sophie, then, was merely a cover — a “beard” in the harsh language of the tabloids. This revelation cracks open the perfect pop-idol mask, exposing the fear, insecurity, and manipulation behind his career.

But while this truth is startling, it doesn’t clear him of suspicion. Lab results arrive, confirming that the mushrooms he tried to dispose of were indeed psychedelic, not toxic. Likewise, his truffles appear to have been genuine and harmless. And yet, the grim fact remains: someone was poisoned. One woman is already dead, and Sophie is still unconscious, teetering between life and death. If Dorian isn’t guilty of attempted murder, then who is?

The police remain unconvinced. Even if the truffles weren’t poisonous, the timing of the incidents, his reckless drug-fueled party, and his evasive half-truths paint him in the darkest of lights. To buy time and keep him from vanishing back into the glittering shadows of fame, they decide to hold him on charges of drug possession. For now, he isn’t cleared — he’s caged, under suspicion, with his world collapsing around him.

The movie transforms this sequence into a chilling blend of glamour and menace, where the opulent world of fame becomes the perfect cover for deception, manipulation, and potentially murder. Dorian’s fall from adored rock idol to prime suspect plays out like a cautionary tale about the illusions of celebrity. Every revelation peels away another layer of his carefully curated persona, leaving the audience wondering: is he a reckless victim of circumstance, or a calculating star willing to let others suffer for his career?

The spoiler leaves viewers dangling with crucial questions: Who slipped the poison that killed one woman and pushed Sophie into a coma? Was Dorian merely caught in the crossfire of someone else’s plot, or is he hiding something even darker? And with his truest secret exposed, will he survive the fallout — both legally and in the unforgiving court of public opinion?

As the film’s story tightens, the glitter of the party fades into the shadows of suspicion, betrayal, and a very real body count. For Dorian, the rock star adored by millions, the stage lights are no longer shining — they’re blinding. And when the truth finally comes out, it may prove that fame itself is the deadliest drug of all.