"De" and "mi" echo through the empty house as a mysterious figure, hidden from view, seeks solace in self-pleasure. The room is filled with the scent of aged wood and the faint, lingering aroma of distant cigarettes. The unknown woman, her body a tantalizing silhouette against the soft light, touches herself with a mix of longing and desperation. Her breath hitches, her body trembles, as she nears her climax, only to be interrupted by a creaking floorboard. The camera pans out, leaving the viewer in suspense, wondering who else shares the house's secrets.