Four people, two men & two woman share a space that could be an interrogation room or a living room or a vacant lot. This is not important. What is important in the interflow, the challenge to identity that each undergoes as the hands of another. Just who is who and what is what? When are the rituals necessary & when are they a trap or merely an excuse to say in one way what needs to be said in another? We do not know who they are or where they have come from. They have no names yet are not nameless. Their fate is to be linked in a question & answer round which shows them to themselves in a new light. Is there a resolution? Perhaps. Perhaps not. The ritual of question & answer drives them forward to a conclusion they cannot avoid.