Singing she's sitting on her blocks and cheerfully builds a big tower. Just the last block is set, her smile vanishes from her lips and she destroys the accomplished piece. The play becomes her own real world she seems to be trapped in. She fears the influences of reality, though she faces her fears. Now, throughout her acrobatic abilities like handstand balances, she begins testing her limits. The more she finds herself in her world, the more the desire grows, for a total life built by her own hand. The insane obsession for perfection again and again drives her to demolish the paths and towers behind her.
Which reality will be her choice?