Victoria closed the door behind her on the rented flat she had been trying to make her new home out of for several days. The tenement was over a hundred years old. As her roommates dispersed for the holidays, Victoria finally felt emboldened to thoroughly explore the abandoned rooms. In the old living room, where the floor creaked with every step and the shelves bowed under the weight of books, she discovered something unusual: a small, dusty door, just off the floor, almost invisible under a cupboard. The door was so low that only a child would have been able to pass through it, but Victoria - perhaps through her slim body, or perhaps through the power of her imagination - fit through without difficulty. On the other side, absolute darkness awaited her. She took a few cautious steps. Instead of the cool cellar, she felt a warm breeze of summer air on her cheeks. She opened her eyes and... found herself in a world where buildings had purple roofs, llamas wore sunglasses and the sky changed colour to the rhythm of her thoughts. Every dream she had instantly became a reality. Victoria thought of a café - and was already sitting at a table with a flying coffee machine. She imagined a library without end - it appeared, wooden, warm, with books whose covers glowed in the darkness. But she quickly noticed that she was not alone here. Across the street stood a boy in a green coat, apparently watching her. As soon as she looked in his direction, he turned and walked into a maze of trees that Victoria had not seen before. Suddenly, a thunderstorm broke over the city - even though the sun had been shining just moments before. Lightning illuminated the mysterious plaque before the entrance to the labyrinth: "Only one thought will set you free from here. But which one?" Victoria raised her head, her heart beating faster and the world around her rippling with the rhythm of her fears and desires. She had the feeling that anything she thought.... Should she follow the stranger into the labyrinth, or should she turn back and try to dream another way? In that moment, as she hesitated before entering, she heard a rustling....