The rain has not come, the fields are dry, the house stands in the same place it has been for a long time. The play takes place in this very room, ominous and dark. The connection it has with the outside world is palpable but there is a feeling of being a prisoner. The frames of the house become more visible as the plays moves on from reality and into a state of surrealism. The secrets that were hidden and were rotting underneath get pulled to the surface. The house finally opens up, the scrims that covered the walls disappear and the light of the outside world shines through into the empty house. It rains.