Is liberation a real option? When we look at ourselves in the mirror, we cannot be sure of what we are looking at. Society, friends, a relationship, everyone around us helped us define who we are. We intend to find out what happens when we remove that construct. Eight fragments introduce eight individuals. Their look, expressions, and words tell us a story, while free frames make it more real and authentic. Or not. The words we read first arise a final question in the end. What if the only way to reach some kind of liberation is telling a lie?