If on Saturdays those who have nothing to lose gather in the basement of a suicide club; if a woman who looks like a snake whispers something terrible in your ear in the light of a lantern; if a sad pink elephant wanders along the riverbed in search of a goldfish, and Alice, a girl with artistically cut wrists, dances in a vacant lot and hums a song by the group “Placebo” - it means the craziest autumn of your life has come. Try to remember every moment, every autumn rain. And if Alice one day asks if you will jump off the dam with her, just take her hand and don’t let go until the very end.