I hate myself

A woman with curly red hair points her finger upward, then turns and gestures toward a young man with glasses and a black robe who is looking up from a dark, confined space. The scene cuts to the young man speaking, then to a wider shot where the woman stands with two other young men, before returning to the young man in the dark space, and finally to a figure in a dark robe walking through a green-lit brick fireplace.