Roumanie / 2025 / Fiction / 11’49”I2604928
[EN] After a long day of work, Mike, a quiet and solitary man, checks into a rundown roadside motel, seeking a few days of isolation. The room is sparse, impersonal — a temporary space where he intends to rest, think, and disappear for a while. But something weighs on him. On the bedside table lies an envelope stuffed with cash — its presence both reassuring and unsettling. The source of the money is unclear, but its implications hang heavy in the air. As the evening unfolds, Mike becomes increasingly aware of the world around him: the thin walls that barely separate him from neighboring guests, the muffled conversations, the occasional creak of footsteps, distant laughter, a television blaring too loud. Outside, the world feels strangely distant. Inside, time slows. With each hour, the room grows warmer, the air heavier. Mike listens, waits, thinks. He smokes. He drinks. The envelope stays in sight. This is not a night of rest — it is a night of waiting, of countdown. The motel becomes a liminal space between what has already been set in motion and what is yet to come. By morning, a crime will take place — something planned, inevitable. But for now, Mike is suspended in a moment of quiet tension, caught between the past and the future, in the heavy silence of the night before.
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