They came under the cover of darkness, they brought pain, horror and death. A terrible tragedy shook a small remote island, determining its fate for centuries. More than three hundred years passed, and this place became a true Refuge for a young woman who fled here with her little son in the hope of escaping the wrath of a man named Moloch. Why here? What drew her to this island? Is it just that it seems distant and therefore safe? And is it really safe? Why then does she, and not only her, not let go of fear from the awareness of the impending tragedy? Where does this strange feeling come from that the person she is afraid of has always pursued her and will certainly come for her - it is only a matter of time? She is tormented by questions, afraid and waiting, and the island is waiting with her. What must happen will happen. It will be like the creation of a new world, free from an age-old curse, but someone will have to pay too high a price for it.