This is a stunted age when people are rabbits, not lions. Their survival instinct has grown into a founding principle of their ethics, into their cardinal virtue. The action takes place in a lonely abandoned house nestling among old vineyards and chestnut groves. People go in but nobody comes out. Inside they all get tied up – by the protagonists, seasoned criminals. This is the picture of a society in which moral values are substituted by greed and success at any cost. Cruelty and aggression are commonplace and goodness simply fails to materialise. The play is about fear, hopelessness and loss of identity. The characters have no names. Some have forgotten or do not want to remember them. To what extent can we shape our time? Or does it actually determine what we are – and is there any escape?