
Written/Directed/Produced by Matt Dallmann
A Woman sits in a fetal position on a leather chair. She blankly stares into the distance as she flicks open her silver Zippo lighter… “They think it’s the terrorists.” She flashes back to a memory of an exploding building. A Middle Eastern man tortures her against a pole. Again in leather chair, “But it wasn’t… it was me.”
5 min