A bad example, as brief and ill-defined is the protagonist of this ethnofiction. K -and his multiple alter egos- is at the same time the protagonist, the spectator of himself and as an actor and spectator of his daily work, the stalls are the place where his story is housed. His journey -so to speak- is the oscillation and swing of his heart. In its cadence, in that coming and going that every journey supposes, in its continuous contradiction with the romantic myth, we will witness thousands of distracted forms. Under the appearance of a “sleepwalker”, the actions and decisions that the protagonist takes, more than marked by free will, will be endowed with a certain somnambulism and, from the supposed disorder between reality and fiction; the film.