I breathe in blackness through my mouth, a blackness peopled with strange faces, with murmurs, and I die again, happy.
A young woman wakes up in a hospital room; what happened to her, and why, a mystery.
She remembers names: Michèle, Micky, or Mi, or perhaps Dominique or Do. Then the fire that destroyed her face, then the fall that punctured her head through which her memory leaks. And as she struggles to rebuild her identity, so too does she start to recall the crime that was commited.
But who has woken in that hospital room: the murderer or the victim?