It’s a kind of strange story: At the beginning it seems like an old classic Western-Movie. But then - the disillusionment. Alias, a man in the 30s, rides through a wide dusty landscape, singing songs of the almost forgotten. More and more, voices are heard - voices of children. Things he sees, seem to arouse something inside of him. Then Alias encounters an old man. Peculiarly this man is dressed like himself. The man send him on. Alias use to finish something. Finally Alias ends up in his parents’ house. His father is there. On the way through the house we find out things about Alias through photos. The children-voices accumulate, also notes, people who point to events of the previous story and stimulate reflection. Maybe we understand now who Alias is and what has moved him to his “journey”. Perhaps the whole thing remains a kind of strange history.