A desolate house marked with a chilling declaration, "No one is safe," stands sentinel on a forgotten road. Darkness engulfs a tunnel, its depths punctuated by a distant, beckoning light. Within that oppressive passage, a car coughs smoke, hinting at a desperate journey. Elsewhere, shadows play as a woman kneels by a fire, its flames reflecting an unknown turmoil. The scene shifts to intimate encounters, exploring primal connections between individuals. A striking woman with an unusually dark tongue commands attention, while another, draped in a black dress and holding an umbrella, emerges from the gloom, a solitary figure against an uncertain horizon.