The unpleasant man suddenly took out a baseball bat and, with all his remarkable strength, began methodically hitting the car in front of him. Glass flew in different directions. Another moment, and the car turned into a pile of crumpled metal and glass chips. The man with the bat just as busily got into his car. His face became flushed from physical exertion. Horror from what was happening filled Alena’s young soul. There, in her soul, there was no more room for anything except fear. Alena forgot who she is, what kind of car she drives, and even more so, what kind of cigarettes she smokes...