Red rubber strands hang down, filling the space. Three girls, traces of this world, wander through the red forest, tracing fragmented memories of their lives before the blast. What was this blast? What happened? They trace their journey through improvised choreography, music and words. This work explores unreal childhood nightmares as a metaphor for the lost feeling of home, the altered memory of a pet cat and the messages that one would deliver at their last. Three separate, yet unified pieces, that together interweave the experience of life resonating in a turbulent world.