Gabriel is bad, the world is bad, everything’s bad. Hopefully, sometimes, lost souls attract each other. Thus Margot embarks into Gabriel’s night.

Young actors embody my grandparents and perform their last moments together. Accompanied by my grandfather's voice, they tell of memory that fades, of painful bodies, of solitude. They tell of loss, of life.

Margot has memories, black ideas that haunt her and lead her to the mountains of her childhood, to her brother Adrien. In the cold of winter, the ghost of a missing brother reappears.

This is the story of a grownup who is looking for answers in the words and imaginations of children.