The character appears from behinds the stage, then he gets as close as possible to the audiance, whispering and whistling. Set up like a concert. His face appears behing him on a big screen.

A mysterious character comes forward to tell us a story. His story is abstract but well put. He doesn’t know where he comes from and neither do we. He can’t see the script in his hands because he wears sunglasses. He switches his voice between the narrator, the voice-over and the main character. Not only he lives as a storyteller, but he acts as he has no audiance. Together we imagine the story of Machine and what happened to him.

At the end, Machine only wanted to sing a love song.