As dawn approaches, the final watch of the night unfolds in a midcentury house crafted from printed tin. Before sunrise, silent film figures populate a series of rooms, their presence both familiar and unsettling. A boy shows fear, a woman looks with suspicion, a sleepwalker interacts with objects that vanish at her touch, and unseen hands write letters on fleeting windows. The rooms shift and are filled with strange, shadowy light. It's unclear whether someone is observing these lost souls or if they are intruding.