Consciousness is born with us. This unfinished result of evolution, this unequal ability of a human to be able to interpret himself and the world around him has, no antidote.
We are left with stories that we create as individuals and as a civilization, in which we hold our hopes and fears, our doubts and yearnings.
When reality, abruptly, makes those stories pointless, we lose balance, and, from then on, we wake up everyday feeling like Atlas, condemned to carry the world on his shoulders for eternity. Eternity is a long time.
Three entities, an old abandoned factory, now apparently without purpose and, two individuals will cross paths and find the answers they were looking for.