Where is the best place to hide for a madman who escaped from the loony bin after he and his fellow patients “thanked” the head of the ward for the treatment by chopping his body to pieces, and then democratically distributed by lots among the psychos? In the East.

In 1919 this was the best hideout. After more than 100 years, Poland has regained independence. The new country is ravaged by chaos, but the eastern bounds are especially wild, dangerous and terrifying. The refugees driven away by the war a few years back are now coming back. As many of them don’t speak Polish, they are considered “foreign” and a threat to the Polish identity.

The self-appointed Marshall of the National Police trying to introduce order quickly discovers this sad reality. The local people don’t trust each other. The distrust is fueled by more murders – the victims include refugees, local people, immigrants, every now and then a Jew is hanged. The victims, although dead, come to the Marshall to be interrogated. The pope runs away with an icon of the Holy Mother, who misses the normal life. The living and the zombies gradually bring stability into their world.

Nothing is normal anymore. Sometimes the dead are more alive than those who survived. The Polish land – the land of milk and honey, fertile with death and secrets, guarantees that the investigation will never come to an end.