My Body Was Not Meant As A Prison

A pro-life protest. People marching holding panels with dead babies over their heads. She ends up in that crowd by mistake. But her finding her way out will be glorious.

“This won’t happen to me, you think. But then you are just a part of a puzzle and a doctor can actually decide for your own body if you happen to be in a God forsaken countryside. And what you want, what you know, doesn’t really help that much.”

Creative Team