That winter evening, she saw a silk dress created in blood. At the age of nine, Alana came face to face with a serial killer. Ten years later, she has already forgotten about it, enjoys student life, work and the warm days of summer, until she is attacked by a fairly drunk man, whom she accidentally kills. The internal struggle between good and bad, right and wrong flares up. She had no enemies, but there were envious people who suddenly made themselves felt. Echoes of the past flash in Alana’s soul, which become louder every day. Will she have the strength not to get bogged down in them? Is it worth fighting at all? Contains obscene language.