Imagine that one day the police appear at your house and accuse you of being guilty of a series of brutal murders. You know you are innocent; your partner, your family and your friends all believe that it is an awful mistake. But, step by step, the evidence begins to pile up against you. And everyone starts to doubt you. Even yourself. You realize that there are things in your past; fears, hatreds, fatal errors that you would like to have erased. That is when you begin to ask yourself: Am I really the murderer?