A girl is combing her hair. A process that soothes. But where do her restless thoughts wander? Are they in the hair left on the brush? Entangled hairs start to wiggle anxiously and furtively form soft figures ready for another transformation at any moment. These figures represent the fleeing fragments of the girl's personality who live by the laws of their own reality. The blue-tiled floor becomes the mysterious depth of her psyche, whereupon her fears form and play.