Suspended over the mortician's porcelain embalming table by a thick rope, the lifeless body of an unfortunate young woman sways freely awaiting cremation. Like an exquisite eerie dancer, the naked body contorts gracefully as the funeral director drains it from its once vital fluids, composing a languid and tragic macabre ballet, just before the cleansing embrace of the fierce scarlet flames. But is this the end or the beginning?