Two riders, exhausted after a long crusade fighting losing battles, are looking for a place to spend the night in a village, a route they once took in more glorious times. The inhabitants of the settlement are hidden away in destroyed homes; only a wretched and dangerous mob roams the streets outside – the victims of war. The riders find the prominent old Notary hanging in his house. The fugitives finally find sanctuary with the solitary old Teacher who has barricaded himself up in his curia where he once administered a “museum of piety”, and where strange rituals were carried out. The new arrivals bear the burden of terrible memories: the Woman’s husband is dead; he fell victim to a wild mob while trying to escape. Perhaps the Woman bears the same guilt for his death as her escort since they left the former commanding officer to his fate, not only because they were surrounded by the horrifying chaos of battle but perhaps also because of a mutual affection. This poetic surrealist film tells the story of how they found each other, of survival in horrific conditions where no one is above blame. Intimacy alternates with scenes of pure cruelty, and images of past and present merge together to an almost musical rhythm.