Jeff Harris thinks he is living The American Dream until he gets laid off, loses his home and his wife leaves him. He wanders the streets of Riverside, California for six months until he stumbles upon a foreclosed home in one of the worst parts of town. Since the backyard is fenced, he's content with sleeping under the bushes, but checks the back door anyway. While locked, it isn't closed, so he enters nervously. The house is empty and he settles down in one of the empty bedrooms. As much as he appreciates being able to sleep indoors, his life catches up to him and his frustration grows. Remembering his home that ironically isn't far from this one, he hammers the floor with his fist until the floorboards break. Still frustrated, he punches it one last time and comes face-to-face with a human face, a woman, a very dead one. Discovering who she is will change his life completely.