During forced strangulation, human eyes fill with blood from burst vessels. As the brain loses access to oxygen, it fades—overwhelmed by terror. A human body, unable to resist, dies desperately. But what happens to the soul that has long attached itself to a physical shell—one so easy to break? What poison corrupts it? Or, on the contrary, are its last agonies purifying it from rot, like true repentance? Can the soul, torn apart by guilt, pain, and resentment, survive these ordeals and emerge into the free sunlight—receiving the mercy everyone desires? All these questions, like fragile branches of a single thick tree, rest on one last thing: how, while calming the body, can you look at only the soul?