Early 1950s, in a village of Apano Riza, a young boy discovers, at the funeral of a relative, that he has the ability to hear the thoughts of the dead. No one believes him at first, but when he publicly proves the truth of his claims, an uncle, realizing the economic exploitation opportunities that lie ahead, convinces him to leave the village and start touring the villages of the plain, reaching as far as the foothills of the Lasithi mountains and then to the City, offering their services as "interpreters of the dead".

From village to village and from funeral to funeral, each dead person tells their own story, reveals their own secrets, and provides their own answers to the riddle of existence. Only the dead always tell the truth, and the living do not want to hear truths.

"The next day was Sunday and, as they always did, they had set out early in the morning with his mother and sister for church. Naturally, the events of the previous day at the funeral of old Xofaina had spread from mouth to mouth and were the main topic of discussion throughout the village. On the way to St. George, and inside the church, when he lit the candle and then stood in front of the altar with the other men, all eyes turned to him without a trace of mockery anymore, but charged with anxiety, awe, or fear, while their lips whispered as he passed by: 'He talks to the dead!', 'He hears the dead!'"