Desmond Neo Motoung

A man lies in the front seat of a car, dying. His chest has been ripped open by the savage onslaught of a bullet. A gaping hole in the back windscreen bears testimony to the fatal attack. Paralysed by his own mortality, Shogun Khumalo cannot move. In his last moments of life he finds himself romancing with reflection. With his outer reality rapidly slowing down, he starts running towards his own labyrinth of contemplation.