In a mysterious time-space interval, Jeremy Donald <br />Wellington (Ottaviano Blitch) remains unaccountably <br />trapped in the mental anti-chamber of his own <br />subconscious. <br />So, he finds himself witnessing, like an invisible <br />spectator (by the railing gate that separates him from <br />that surreal and imaginary dimension), a discussion <br />between diners with the only characteristic that they <br />are all dummies, including himself, who is sitting <br />paralyzed at the head of the table with only the ability to <br />move his eyes. He is dumbfounded, staring at himself <br />(Jeremy King) paralyzed, as though he too were trapped <br />like the dummies; he does not move his head, <br />alternating the movement of his eyes by turning them <br />towards the dummies, talking to each other about him <br />as though he weren’t there. The voices of the dummies, <br />which are all female, alternate in a decadent and <br />visionary setting. Something unexpected permanently <br />breaks the harmony, pushing the protagonist to awaken <br />from his paralysis until he discovers a mysterious red <br />curtain, which hides a fearsome foreboding, the <br />epilogue of a secret premonition.
