A NETFLIX SERIES
There are places in this world
that serve as a gateway to others.
From there they watch us,
patient,
waiting for the opportunity to walk among us.
Listen carefully to what I'm going to tell you.
Because you will have to live this moment.
And only then,
the pain will awaken all the strength you keep dormant within you.
EIGHT HOURS BEFORE
It's our last night.
Don't be sad.
Please.
I don't feel like being there.
I really miss her.
Lara would want to see you enjoying yourself.
Let's go.
Do it for her.
You'll have fun.
Come on, let's go.
I have your names on pieces of paper.
I'm missing.
The last one.
Now I'll spin the bottle, and whoever it points to
takes a name and imitates that person.
Okay.
Off we go.
Ali.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Go, Tom.
Me? Okay…
How did we meet?
You don't know me.
Actually, no one knows me.
I'm very mysterious.
Your go, Bruno.
I'm disadvantaged.
I only know you from hosting you here, but I'll give it a try.
Have I been your guide on one of the trips?
I don't need a guide.
I go on my own.
Mysterious and independent,
just how I like them.
Kiss the person in the circle you like most.
Whoa!
Time.
Okay…
You're not such a saint after all.
Let's do something else. We're not nine.
Hey, Laura, come on.
It's fun.
Here, a present for the kiss.
- Don't be a pain. - This barely leaves a trace.
Hardly. That shit stays in your hair for 90 days.
Our athlete can't party for once in his life?
No, I'm not risking my scholarship.
Sorry. Want some?
Roque, seriously.
I do.
Come on. Last round.
Deva.
Ready?
Go on.
Laura.
- How long have you been at school? - I don't go to school.
You're not at school,
but we know you.
Are you Bruno?
No.
Do you have a mark on your face? A burn?
No.
If you aren't on this trip, I don't know who you are.
I was here once, a while ago.
I've only been at the school a year. Do I know you?
No.
But you were at my funeral.
Do you mean you're...
Yes, I'm dead.
Deva, don't.
Does anyone dare ask if I killed myself?
Whoever put Lara's name in can be proud.
Do you think we're stupid?
What?
You've done shitty things, but this?
You're the fucking worst.
Well…
looks like the party's over.
Are you okay? Come on. I'll take care of it for you.
Ali?
I want to be alone, please.
I'll be in my room.
All you have to do is call me.
What a vibe-kill. I want to continue the party.
I'll dress your wound.
I don't want to go home, back to my dad.
Why?
Do you know…
those connect-the-dot puzzles?
One to two, two to three, three to four,
until a drawing appears?
That's my life.
What's the drawing?
I have no idea.
Only my dad knows.
I can only carry on obediently, dot by dot,
trying to guess what they're drawing with my life,
but unable to decide anything.
And what I'd like is to escape.
And for no one to ever find me.
This would be a good place to hide.
Here, drink this.
You'll thank me tomorrow.
I will if you tell me about yourself.
Well… I live with my brother Álex,
who's 13,
and my granddad Efrén, who has Alzheimer's and doesn't go out anymore.
My parents died and I had to take care of my family.
That's why I took charge of this retreat.
The guests are the only people I interact with.
And sometimes
I'm so lonely that I confuse
any exchange
with friendship.
So are we friends now?
Because I was looking for something else.
What were you looking for?
Someone to love me.
Deva?
HEY TOM, IS DEVA WITH YOU?
Deva!
Tom.
The stele we came to with Lara.
Do you think Deva came by here?
So many sad memories.
All those legends only gave Lara false hope.
Why would she want to return?
Maybe she wanted to be close to her.
It's unbelievable.
What do you feel?
I feel everything.
Have you ever…
done it like this?
Don't kid yourself.
I won't deny you turn me on.
- A bit. - Oh yeah?
But it wouldn't work out.
Now you don't kid yourself.
I'm only talking about tonight.
- Are you cold? - A bit.
Come here.
Put your hands in.
Better?
It's 1:57.
With the time change, it'll never be two.
The next 60 minutes will disappear in time,
forever, without a trace.
That's why I dare to tell you…
that I need someone to love me.
And I'd like that someone to be you.
Fuck.
You're a good kisser, aren't you?
Right?
Well, if this hour is going to disappear,
I'd almost rather wait for another.
We don't have another.
I can't, Tom.
Why?
Everything.
You need a lot more than a non-existent hour to love someone.
Sorry about yesterday.
I was very drunk.
And very nice, too.
Wait.
The mobile number is mine. If you want to finish the conversation.
Okay.
I count 17. One's missing.
Deva.
Surprise, surprise.
YOU'RE NOT SITTING WITH ME?
I DON'T WANT ANY BAD VIBES WITH DEVA
Here she comes.
We need to talk about what happened yesterday.
Not now. Not here.
Deva, sit down. We're going.
TELL ME WHEN YOU PRESS PLAY SO WE TURN IT ON TOGETHER.
NOW.
We're going home.
Will we have a trip like this again?
In our final year, many of us won't keep studying.
Others will leave.
And I still don't know what I'm going to do.
I thought
I hated my town and my school with all my might,
but now that I'm seeing the end of the road,
I'm really sad that everything's ending.
I look around and I'd like to conserve everything.
Because I know the day will come when I'll forget their names.
That's why I'm recording this moment.
Before everything disappears forever.
We should stop.
It's only fog.
Is this normal?
I've never seen anything like this.
Come on.
- I'm sorry, I didn't see you. - It's my fault, I…
Seriously?
Do you mind going ahead and I'll follow you?
Then I can see.
Thank you.
Let's see if we can get out of this fog.
Why's he going so fast?
Where are you going, dammit?
I can't drive in these conditions.
I'll get the triangles.
Does anyone have a signal?
I don't.
Me neither.
- Do you? - No.
None here either.
Everything okay?
Carlos.
Is it them?
They're signaling to us. They're waiting.
Listen.
What's that?
Where's it coming from?
Do you hear?
Carlos.
They're warning us.
He should stop.
He should stop!
Stop.
Stop!
Don't move.
We're going to turn you over.
Don't try to move. One, two, three.
One, two, three.
What's your name?
What day is it?
No, you can't sleep now. Eyes open.
The worst is over.
My girl!
Pilar!
Román. She's here.
We're here.
You're safe.
You can't be here. Wait in the room.
It's all over, sweetie. It's all over.
What's your name?
Do you know where you are?
No.
What's the last thing you remember before arriving here?
Fog.
Close your eyes and think about something nice.
You'll be asleep soon.
Telma, darling. It's okay.
Everything's okay.
I'm here.
She's woken up.
Hello again.
Do you know who I am?
My name is Irene.
I'm here to help you.
I'm going to show you your face.
It will be hard. It's covered in wounds.
But I need you to tell me if you can recognize yourself.
Do you know who you are?
No.
Who are you?
We're Mom and Dad.
Your name is Alma.
You're 18 years old.
You had an accident.
While you were unconscious you had several operations.
You broke your ankle,
a vertebra,
your nasal septum, and two ribs.
The blunt trauma has caused vertical diplopia in your vision.
And has also caused your amnesia.
You haven't suffered any permanent damage.
It's a question of time.
Is there anything you want to ask?
Why am I tied down?
To stop you from moving in your sleep.
You were having nightmares.
Don't be afraid.
It's going to be fine.
What's happening?
Don't worry.
Doctor!
She's convulsing.
Let's take her. Patricia!
That's it. Done.
How does it feel to get your nose back?
You're recovering very well,
so you'll be able to go home soon.
Good.
Thanks very much, Doctor.
And the girl next to me?
She's still in the ICU.
Dad.
What is it?
There were more people with me, right? In the accident.
Your other classmates on the trip.
The 18 from the class were on the bus.
Are they all in this hospital?
Some.
Are the others dead?
Don't think about that now.
You need to rest to get better.
Ali.
I didn't mean to scare you, sorry.
But I needed to see you.
They couldn't save my leg.
I'm sorry.
Don't do that, please.
Everyone looks at me with pity. I can't bear it.
Do you have photos?
Of the accident?
No, from before. I need to see the others.
Tell me the truth.
Carlos, Laura, and Roque are in comas.
Telma is still in the ICU.
No one knows where Martín is.
They didn't find his body. He's disappeared.
And the rest died in the valley.
They haven't even told you about Deva?
This was the last photo we took together.
I remember nothing.
About the accident?
I don't know who I am.
I don't understand.
I don't have memories.
None.
Everything has disappeared.
Not everything. I'm here.
I don't know who you are.
I can't, Tom.
Because of Deva?
Deva.
Deva, are you okay?
Where were you?
Why have you come back here?
I found the book you gave to Lara in the retreat.
I'LL GIVE YOU ANOTHER LIFE ASK WHAT YOU WANT
I had to know if it was true.
If what was true?
What Lara told me.
You say she hears voices.
Yes, she wakes up in the middle of the night,
very frightened,
and says she can hear crying, voices…
Does she recognize them?
No, she doesn't.
They're just memories of the accident.
- Well, I'm going to look. - Okay.
Good morning, Ali.
How are you?
What's up?
There was someone crying again.
You must have had a nightmare.
The sounds you think you hear are just memories trying to come back.
I've followed your case.
My brother was on the bus.
- Did he die? - They didn't find his body.
He's still missing.
Martín.
Do you remember him?
Tom told me about him.
Your memories will come back gradually.
When they do, I'd like to talk to you.
When's she coming back?
They haven't told you?
She had a crisis while in intensive care.
They couldn't save her.
I'm really sorry, Alma.
- All right? - Yes.
Go slowly. Don't rush.
Now on my own.
On my own!
Careful.
I know you.
I'll do it. Thank you.
You go like a moped.
Is she a classmate?
No.
I've never seen her before.
What happened, Ali?
I didn't do anything.
It's okay. Don't worry, blood is very dramatic.
Doctor!
Severe nosebleed.
Jorge, prepare the trolley.
Can you let me see?
Open your mouth wide.
- Have you exerted yourself? - I walked with crutches.
Speculum.
No.
Nasal plug.
No.
- No. - I'll try to contain the hemorrhage.
I won't lie. It's going to feel unpleasant.
No.
- Close your eyes if you like. - No!
Don't resist.
The Foley.
No!
It's okay.
No!
No.
No!
It's okay.
Syringe.
I'm going to inject air
to put pressure on the nasal walls and contain the hemorrhage, okay?
Hold on, now.
Hold on.
The catheter has moved.
It's okay.
Breathe.
Breathe slowly. Turn your head.
We need to operate.
We'll be right back.
No.