Emma Vallarino

One night, a man must confront a past trauma, realizing he is no longer the victim, but the perpetrator himself.

A man suffers in silence, sitting on the steps of a church at night, seemingly having come to terms with the mistake he has made—a murder. He awaits his punishment: the arrival of the police, called by himself.

Some studies suggest that after a person’s death, the brain continues its activity for another seven minutes, during which one can relive their entire life. But if it were possible to choose what to relive, as a final test, what would happen? Enea decides to relive his own death, to discover who killed him and why. But is this the right way to honor the time that has passed? Or does death, like life, offer no explanations?