A trembling, untouched girl, Vídeo, is led to a dimly lit room for her verification video. She's naive, her body bare and unmarked, her eyes wide with innocence. The camera zooms in on her quivering lips, her heaving breasts, and the untouched slit between her legs. She's to prove her virginity, her worth, her purity. Her hands tremble as she spreads her legs, her fingers barely touching her maidenhood. The room is filled with the scent of her innocence, her fear, her anticipation.