"It was a Tuesday morning when I received what I like to call... a wake up call?" It's this call from an unknown number that shuttles César's character into the great unknown of inner consciousness. It's also the precise moment where the viewer is sucked into César's world. And though this world might exist on the edges of an existential abyss, it's still somehow not one the viewer will likely want to leave anytime soon. Potential meaningless in the universe, be damned; this place is awesome.