It’s her own mother’s.
A burnt-out hospice nurse agrees to an underground trial: twelve controlled doses of a psychoactive compound that lets her briefly inhabit the final memories of dying patients. But when the twelfth dose forces her to relive her own mother’s secret death, the line between healer and haunted collapses. One-Sentence Hook: She wanted to understand their pain. Now she can’t tell whose life she’s living. Synopsis: dose -twelve- indie film
works the night shift at a underfunded palliative care ward. She’s clinically compassionate—efficient, kind, distant. Her only escape is a secret podcast about experimental end-of-life neurotherapy. It’s her own mother’s
Lenk wants to abort. Iris refuses. She’s become addicted not to the drug, but to connection —feeling something real after years of emotional lockdown. One-Sentence Hook: She wanted to understand their pain
A reclusive neuroscientist, , recruits her for an illegal trial. His invention: a calibrated "memetic dose" delivered via a wearable patch. Twelve doses, each keyed to a different dying volunteer who has consented to share their final vivid memory.
