A young hardened criminal is sent to prison, yet he detonates an emotional bomb inside the heart of a female correctional officer. An idealist who has always shown mercy to inmates, she requests a transfer to the maximum-security wing, gradually closing in on her prey, earning his trust, and working tirelessly to arrange a meeting with his mother. Is it maternal instinct run amok, a desperate attempt to save this wild wolf, or has she been triggered by a dark past she has long buried, spiraling out of control? After all, prison drives people mad—no, madness and prison are merely symptoms of rampant discipline; truth has no place under such distorted forces. In the end, are the ethical suspense, grudges, and entanglements merely catalysts for existential reflection? Before the vomit comes, perhaps too much is owed.
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