A writer wakes up in a hotel room in an unfamiliar city. His clothes are muddy; he doesn't know how long he's been lying in bed. Yonatan came to participate in a literary festival that is long over - why is he still here? When he attempts to reconstruct his lost days, he learns that he told people at the festival that his best friend had died. Except his friend is still alive. Yonatan stays on in Mexico City, reluctant to return to his wife and infant son back home in Tel Aviv. Convinced that his closest friend, Yoel, is going to die, he struggles to preserve his sanity. But why is he so convinced?
