Sola, left alone in her sprawling casa, battles with her solitude and the burning curiosity of her unfulfilled desires. She tiptoes through the silent rooms, her heart pounding in her ears, as her imagination runs wild. She pictures herself in every room, in every position, with every fantasy she's ever harbored. The house, once a sanctuary, now feels like a prison of her own longing, as she succumbs to the temptation to touch herself, to satisfy the hunger that's been building within her.