Disturbing cries and mumbles are heard from a white plinth. Throughout history, the plinth functioned as a mean for displaying, in a familiarly and prosaic way, three dimensional arts. In this work, the conventional mode of display is reversed. The work can be seen only from the inner perspective of the structure, blurring the role of the plinth, transforming its nature from a passive tool into an active subject. Alluring and inviting the viewer to eavesdrop and peek through a hole, a confined being, pounding upon a stone cage, posing a variety of clichéd expressions of awe and terror, is revealed.