A small car enters and parks in a narrow, dark garage. Driving the car is a woman in her forties. She is exhausted and inhaling and exhaling deeply. Una, the protagonist, enters her house dragging and smoking through the dark, stuffy rooms, looking like an automaton. The house, the objects, herself, everything in her world is in watercolor black and white, static. Una does not want to have contact with anyone, she rejects calls and messages, but at the same time, she feels lonely. She needs to breathe and regain energy, so she is summoned by a world outside the walls of her home: her garden. One momentarily serene, she finds herself in a vast outdoor space that helps her breathe again without difficulty. The black and white environment is revealed in the color that fills even the protagonist.