On a rainy night, Elias stops at a lonely gas station with Anne, the woman beside him in the car. Their conversation feels intimate, familiar, almost routine: coffee, chocolate, small tensions, old memories. But as the night loops through fragments of the same journey, small inconsistencies begin to appear.

Elias speaks to Anne, answers her, reacts to her — yet something is wrong. She is never fully there. A violent flash of an accident slowly reveals the truth: Anne died that night, and Elias is trapped in the memory of the crash, endlessly replaying the moments before losing her.

In the final turn, the illusion breaks further. Elias was never the survivor either. He died in the same accident. What remains is not a man remembering a woman, but a ghostly car carrying the echo of their last conversation into the night.