Synopsis:

He dreams shared with the dead. Bratislav Stojkovic from Nis by force of circumstance home is found himself in the grave. With a thin pink quilt pulled around his shoulders and three rusty metal coffins to keep him company, Bratislav Stojkovic is spending nights inside a tomb at a long-forgotten municipal cemetery in the southern Serbian city of Nis. He is not afraid of the dead, their souls are where they should be, either in hell or in heaven, while their bones bother no one now. The grave is his refuge from the rain, snow, of human cruelty ... He there draws, writes, listens to the lives of others on the old transistor radio ... When he has battery. As a homeless man, he spends his days looking for food in the containers. He tries to survive by selling at a flea market what others discard. He talks about his childhood, education, devastated family and his own failed marriage ... on the ashes of the burnt house where his father was killed, he bravely examines past. Locked deep emotions are difficult to wade through the roughened exterior. He seeks an answer to question of why he has to share his home with the dead. He speaks about a mother who has her happiness found in a new family. He finds consolation in a hopeless present, seeking consolation in a smaller gray future that still roams to his thoughts.