The man who was wrapped in a white silk blanket was clearly dead. The package looked like a bloody cocoon. Who was killed? Nikita ran out into the garden, hid behind the lilac bushes to watch to the end the terrible and at the same time fascinating action: Fyodor, his friend, pulls the corpse of an unknown man out of the house. Nikita followed him all the way to the river, to the steep bank, from where Fyodor dropped his terrible burden down onto the sand. Fedor is a killer! It was impossible to believe. And yet, in just a few minutes, the friend turned into a werewolf, an invisible wall grew between them, separating the past of both from the future... Five years have passed since then, and one day Nikita had to remember all the details of that cold morning...