Dorothy, a world class psychiatrist and neurologist, arrives in Switzerland.

She is put up in an old, isolated, mountaintop convent. Her task is to conduct a series of tests on children that came to a modern resort located nearby. She creates behavioral models and determines likely developmental scenarios.

Dorothy has cancer and has already undergone a double mastectomy.

She’s scared of death. In return for running the tests, her Swiss Friend offers her a spot in an Al-assisted medical trial of life-extending drugs. The drugs are tailored to her system.

Throughout the testing process, Dorothy grows attached to the children. It is in the company of kids that her health improves.

She feels particularly connected to the youngest, Miri – an incredibly beautiful little girl with a magnetic gaze.

As time passes, the woman notices a number of alarming things around her. The disappearance of various people, the constant surveillance, and the duplicity of her Swiss Friend, make her suspicious about the aim of the tests she’s performing, as well as the mysterious corporation paying for them.

Dorothy realizes she was hand-picked for the task. She’s dying, lonely, depressed, and dependent on the treatment she’s getting from the corporation. If she wants to live, she has to play along.

The company of nuns from the convent eases her anxiety. They spend their days in the catacombs, adorning the body of “the only man in the convent” – a mummified saint. Here, death is not rejected, but normalized. Even though Dorothy is an atheist, she is intrigued by this atmosphere of spiritual joy.

One day, Dorothy comes across top secret files revealing that the children might be clones. The woman launches an investigation. She sneaks into an adjacent lab in which she discovers experiments aimed at gauging supernatural healing powers, and then gets into a near-fatal accident. She is saved by her Swiss Friend, who moments later threatens to cut off her medication. The corporation is furious, the work Dorothy is doing is too important to them, and they don’t want the secret leaked. She can’t endanger herself so casually until she finishes her research. Soon, Dorothy is supposed to undergo a lifesaving procedure. She signs an NDA and obediently goes back to work. But tensions between her and her corporate overlords continue to grow.

One of the side effects of the treatments are bouts of blurry vision. When one night Dorothy loses her sight, she hears an unsettling sound coming from the valley. She can only see a vague electrical discharge over the field laboratory. Simultaneously, things get rather strange at the convent – the nuns enter a state of religious ecstasy while praying.

When Dorothy confronts the nuns about their agreement with the corporation, she sees they are hiding something. Unwilling to tell her the truth, they return to their vow of silence. 

Dorothy returns to her room and starts anxiously checking out Internet pages with holy relics. Down in the catacombs, she saw multiple photos of nuns with young children and relic boxes. The severed breasts of Saint Agatha of Sicily, the scars looking very much like Dorothy’s post-mastectomy ones… Dorothy stares for a moment into the eyes of an icon of Saint Clare. They are bright and smiling.

Dorothy gets a splitting headache. Her blood pressure spikes. A blood vessel bursts in her cheek, rupturing in every direction, like the root of a bloody plant. She falls to the ground and goes into a hallucinatory seizure. All the clues from her investigation converge. She sees the relics. The twins from the lab. The bodies of saints. A clone of her own face in the AI visualization. Relic boxes. The eyes of Saint Clare. The eyes of Miri. They’re the same eyes…

After she comes to, Dorothy runs to the children. But it turns out that the lab was dismantled overnight, and the children are gone. All that’s left is some trampled grass where the buildings used to be. Her Swiss Friend is waiting for her at the site. He gives her medicine for the next 10 days, and says that as long as she honors her NDA, the corporation will continue treating her. Dorothy realizes that even if she decides to reveal their secret, it will be very hard for her to prove anything, and without the medicine she will probably be dead within a month. Dorothy protests, she says that she hasn’t finished her tests yet. The Swiss Friend claims that artificial intelligence was observing her work and will complete the project for her. Dorothy feels cheated, but she smiles and nods her head contemptuously. She can’t win.

She is escorted to a parking lot from which the children are driven away in various directions. The last child heading to a car is Miri. Her golden hair blows in the wind. Dorothy remembers her vision. The golden hair in the saint’s icon. The smiling eyes of Saint Clare. Suddenly, Dorothy yells to Miri: “Clare?!”

The girl turns around. She isn’t surprised. She grins like someone who just lost a game of hide and seek.

As Dorothy is being escorted to her car, she wrests herself free from her minder’s grip and runs up to the girl.

Miri reaches out towards her – not like a child, but like a saint. Dorothy is stunned. She studies the child cautiously and intently.

Having uncovered the truth, will Dorothy surrender to the supernatural power of healing?