The end of the Showa era. A tragedy long sealed away begins to stir once more. The pure, innocent skin of a young girl is touched by men's hands, her resistance futile. Her screams echo through the silent mountain woods. Crushed by the reality that no one will come to save her, she cries out. "Scream all you want, nobody's coming—accept your fate!!" Then comes the next command: "Strip! Dance for us right there!!" This scene draws her into another dimension—a stage where cruelty and beauty intertwine.