The animals are gone from the city, and down in the streets, roving packs of humans seek nobly to fill the roles of the lost species, if only they could remember what animals were. Meanwhile, safe inside her high-rise tower, Dr. leads a self-sufficient life amongst the rituals of her kitchen, when the "animals" begin knocking at her windowpane. In the post-civilization city, how can anyone survive daily existence, connect across species, and most importantly of all, how do we remember what we have lost?