A man peacefully spends his uneventful days in the hospital. He has been there for quite a while, sheltered from people, problems, and responsibilities, having adapted to this the way of life as the best acceptable condition. He feels quite serene, and unlike some of his fellow patients who feel trapped, he feels freer in there than anywhere else. That precious routine runs smoothly until a new person is admitted to the same ward. Restless and angry, she refuses to accept anything there, being particularly rebellious against the acquiescence of the unwritten rules. She is not willing to wait, she wants to leave that place no matter whether her condition improves or gets worse. Death is common among the patients of that ward; and unless she can' be truly alive, she'd rather die. He is overwhelmed by all that fury, first trying to defend himself and then accepting something truly unthinkable. That encounter helps him come to terms with the fact that should he choose to confront his own heart and his true feelings, he would see that there is no place to hide.