A dark dream about the menace that gusts on the threshold of time turning memories into oblivion. And of a man, forever entangled in its turmoil, forgetting to look forward.

In a cabin in the woods, an eerily pale woman holds a mysterious casket, a dark liquid dripping from her fingers. Inside a car wash, a driver looks for dead ones on his tablet. What’s the connection between them? Director Olte cleverly adapts a fairy tale from Kārlis Skalbe, the Latvian equivalent of Hans Christian Andersen. Drifting between the wintery nature and the comfort of a car, he gives us a haunting cautionary tale: “the danger of losing oneself in memory and forgetting the present”, he says.