A handful of men and women work tirelessly in a house surrounded by the jungle. They don’t speak; they simply prepare. There seems to be no end to their tasks, each one moving as if they know exactly what they need to do, as if they are responding compulsively to an unspoken design of actions. Governed by an unknown impulse, connected by an uncertain telepathy, forever immersed in a blind labor. Between the construction of a film set and the preparation of a human group before the end of the world, an abstract tale unfolds about physical work.