She didn’t even know they were bombs. When her father could no longer pretend they were falling stars, the family fled to Beirut, later escaping the country. At 18, she returns, discovering the jungle of her war-torn country, which clashes with her illusions of a homeland. With the harsh reality surrounding her, Alia shifts from art into visual journalism covering the Syrian war and Lebanon. Seeking refuge at Beirut’s seaside, she meets Abu-Samra. A supernatural force talks to him through television, giving him the mission to fight evil. She is drawn to his world, a world the sane fear. He advises her to look at the sky and the sea instead of the pictures of death, and she finally quits her job. A revolution sparks. But in 2020, the collective dreams fade. The revolution stalls, the economy collapses, the super-villain government clings to power. Then the heart of the city is shattered by a deafening explosion. Beirut is on its deathbed. The mad are still waiting insidiously.