Filmmaker Steven McCarthy tells the story of a man who searches the town to feed his lover’s frightening addiction.
The man drives quickly through the night. His lover is in the back seat — barely able to move. He cuts his hand with a knife.
They arrive at a model in the morning and he rushes to set up the equipment. He lays her on the bed and hooks her to one end. Then, he connects himself to the other — drawing his own blood to feed her.
The alarm goes off.
They share a loving embrace as they bathe together. Then, he clips her fingernails, dry her hair and sets off to town alone.
As he drives slowly, he looks for the next victim. Finally, he sees a bar and walks in.
He sits down and notices a lonely woman staring at him. He picks her up and brings her back to the motel. As they begins to kiss, his lover walks out and attacks her.
The man steps outside for a smoke. When he walks back, his lover covered in blood. Blood is everywhere — on the bathroom walls, in the sink, all over shower curtains.
She’s fed and they begin to get intimate.
Afterwards, he cleans the room and removes the evidence. Then, he gets in the car, where his lover waits. She asks if everything is okay.