Teresa is almost 90 years old and has alzeimer. She’s about to go into a dark room. It’s like she was going for a surprise birthday party. She puts on earrings, and her wedding ring. She wears a worn out pyjama. She’s anxious: she doesn’t know whether her husband is dead or alive, if he’s in there waiting for her, behind the door. An old piano music she used to play herself when she was young accompanies her in her journey, and she hears her husband’s voice reading his last letter to her.