One crazy student journalist, one retired exorcist and one restless demon who got in their way. Alexandra Zvyagintseva locked her past with several barn locks and traded her favorite job for the measured life of an ordinary journalist. Favorite job, small apartment and a red cat taking up half of the bed. Alexandra Zvyagintseva keeps her life under control. It’s just impossible to calculate everything. And when at midnight she meets her ghosts again, old wounds are opened, and the student trainee pours boiling oil into them. It would seem that the way out of the situation is obviously simple and understandable. If it weren’t for the heap of skeletons that surfaced during an educational journalistic investigation, and not for Alexandra Zvyagintseva, for whom personal scores come before professional principles.