A woman is alone in her apartment, coping with the loss of a loved one. A flower pot falls for no reason in the floor, spreading the broken parts and the wet soil, announcing something is about to happened. The woman decides to go to the cemetery and confront, at least, the grave. After that, she starts finding some traces of soil in the floor of her house, in her bed, even in her clothes. Unexpectedly, the deceased opens the door of her house, like just coming out from the grave. But he can't talk, when he tries to say something only dirt and soil worms come out of his mouth. She, instead of being scared or touched by his presence reacts with anger. Back in the cemetery, she covers the grave with big stones in order to not let him out again. Time passes by and she seems feeling better. One day, she wakes up in the morning and finds a small stone below the other pillow of the bed. She has to decide what to do with it.
—Maria Ruiz