On a night just like any other, a punctual and well-respected station master is surprised by a young woman who kisses him for no apparent reason. Disturbed, he misses a warning signal and eighteen people are killed in an ostentatious accident. What could be limited to the intrigue of a vulgar bourgeois drama, becomes a metaphor on guilt and innocence, or the notion of “truth” and the responsibility that each inhabitant has in constructing the stories of an obscure and small community. On stage, the filmed images dialogue with the scene. Video as a representation of the role of social networks, of the information buzz, of communication at a distance between ordinary people, but also as the achievement of the ghostly dimension of guilt, or rather, contributing to a possible presence of the “beyond” in a society populated by screens.