A closeted woman enters a hillside open house where infidelity, resentment, fertility panic, and self-erasure have each been preserved in perfect taste. At the end of the tour, the house offers her a room of her own and a life that would ask almost nothing of her except silence.

At a cheap Los Angeles hibachi chain, an onion volcano blooms wrong and turns dinner into intake. What follows is a glossy descent through appetite, memory, and the commercial machinery of reinvention.

At a high-end treatment center where grief is managed like a branding problem, one employee becomes obsessed with a pale, impossible coworker who appears to exist outside the rules of time, memory, and care. As the clinic grows colder and her own emotional life begins to flatten, she realizes too late that detachment here is not a boundary, but an infection.

A woman checks into a hyper-curated Airbnb in the hills and finds herself stalked by Polaroids of glamorous ghosts who lounge, pose, and decay behind mirrored Ray-Bans. The deeper she falls into the house’s glittering logic, the harder it becomes to tell whether she’s escaping a haunting or being styled into one.

When a woman returns to the site of a wildfire and finds her lost love painted into the stone, she begins to witness impossible changes no one else can see. What unfolds is a haunting shaped not by ghosts, but by the quiet persistence of a love that refused to disappear.

A cursed camera turns the Mojave into a place of vanishing, where every photograph leaves one woman more alone than before. Beneath the desert sun, she is dragged toward a final reckoning with grief, blame, and the life that was never supposed to be hers.

A tanning bed in a Los Angeles salon becomes transfixed by the one girl who enters it like a secret and leaves part of herself behind each time. As its devotion deepens, it begins to imagine that keeping her safe and keeping her are the same thing.

A former arsonist returns to the fireline where the land still remembers the first time she let it burn. When the flames begin to take shape and call her back by her old name, she’s forced to confront whether she was ever fighting the fire—or feeding it.

The fire was never supposed to happen, and neither was her survival. As grief turns hallucinatory and California begins to shimmer with the logic of a curse, one girl is forced to decide whether she wants to keep outrunning fate or finally meet it.