Seduced by the widow's allure wafting from her mourning clothes, a man's primal instincts awaken. The sight of a wife suddenly losing her beloved husband and drowning in grief stirs the sexual desires of the men who try to comfort her, whether they like it or not. Before the altar of her deceased husband, her voice whispering, "Darling... forgive me for this..." signals the beginning of an obscene memorial service. The wife, accepting her fate of being defiled while still in her mourning clothes, further fuels the men's lust.