Harmony, the lost lamb, wanders into the House of Shame, a place where virtue goes to die. She enters a room filled with mirrors, reflecting her innocent face back at her, as she tentatively touches her naked flesh. She's a virgin no more, her fingers delving into her untouched depths, her hips bucking as she chases her climax. But this house has eyes, and Harmony's sinful dance is not unnoticed. Her cries of pleasure mingle with the creaking floorboards, signaling her fall from grace.