A woman awakens in a strange room with the sea roaring below. She has no idea where she is and, even worse, who she is. As she slowly gains consciousness and tries to piece things together, she does not get far. She does not understand the language of the country she is in, or its currency. She knows only that something is terribly wrong and that she is in mortal fear of something she cannot identify. Is the eerie quality of everything about her only an illusion? Danish writer Sarvig serves up a metaphysical tale of mystery in the vein of Graham Greene.
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A woman awakens in a strange room with the sea roaring below. She has no idea where she is and, even worse, who she is. As she slowly gains consciousness and tries to piece things together, she does not get far. She does not understand the language of the country she is in, or its currency. She knows only that something is terribly wrong and that she is in mortal fear of something she cannot identify. Is the eerie quality of everything about her only an illusion? Danish writer Sarvig serves up a metaphysical tale of mystery in the vein of Graham Greene.