She hoards everything; art canvasses, dresses never to be worn, packaged foods in bags, pieces of mail in see-through plastic containers, memories too dear to let go, and even people. When a string of surreal deaths occur close to her, Chance's closet begins holding inhabitants, her house fills with balloons and her mind stretches to remote recesses of insanity. A singular image of a lone red balloon she held onto as a child for solace guides her through this rabbit hole. As that early balloon memory begins to multiply, the images in her head become as cluttered as a claustrophobic's worst nightmare. An approaching reunion brings Chance face to face with a memory of which she has yet to let go.