In the heart of the mountains, young Puti, the epitome of innocence, finds herself alone with a stranger. The hot sun beats down as they hike, Puti's breath coming in short gasps, her body glistening with sweat. The stranger's eyes rove over her curves, hidden beneath her modest dress. He offers her a drink, and she accepts, thirsty from the trek. But the drink is laced, and Puti's world begins to spin. She stumbles, and he catches her, his hands lingering on her hips. Puti's eyes flutter open to find herself on a blanket, the stranger looming over her, his intentions clear. Her heart races, but her body betrays her, responding to his touch.