We were no longer five

Martha (45), a mother who lost track of her son due to the conflict, receives the news that there was no bone concordance in the last exhumation she participated in. Exhausted of the institutional channels, she turns to a group of women searchers and meets Sandra, who tells her a rumor: “in a remote village on the flatlands of Colombia, you can request a favour from a dead person”. Together with Sandra, they embark on a journey in search of answers, blurring the line between the living and the dead. Mothers searching for their children, children searching for their mothers: two sides of the same scourge converge in search of peace.