Sonny Dankovic loves his job as a superintendent of an apartment building. He likes the tenants, and they trust him to be there for them—no matter what. Then why does he want to commit suicide? Sonny has this secret which leads him to believe he'd be better off dead. So he makes detailed plans on how to accomplish his objective. But just as soon as he starts his latest attempt, one of the tenants has an emergency, and Sonny comes to their rescue. In the nick of time, the trigger isn't pulled; his wrists aren't slashed; or he doesn't drown himself. He is at his rope's end. What is keeping him alive? Divine intervention? Fate? Karma? Or something else?