On a Tuesday like any other, on the streets of Madrid a young, strangely dressed woman is murdered with a small kitchen knife. The Murderer could be anyone, but not the dead woman; she is unique, a victim, perhaps casual, perhaps not.

Virginia hatte zwar noch nie ein gutes Verhältnis zu ihrem Vater, sie fühlt sich aber verpflichtet, ihn täglich in der Klinik zu besuchen, wo er im Koma liegt.

Although Virginia never had a good relationship with her father, she feels duty-bound to visit him every day at the clinic where he lies in a coma. She is a woman obsessed with illness, and symptoms reveal more to her than words.

Bien que Virginia n'ait jamais eu de bonnes relations avec son père, elle se sent obligée de lui rendre visite quotidiennement à la clinique où il est dans le coma.