Romantic and writer Sasha Dvorkin writes imperishable fantasy “on the table”, works in a factory and dreams of adventure. He has a peaceful and calm life, reminiscent of a swamp. Everything goes on as usual until what he writes about begins to happen in real life. What to do? Make an appointment with a doctor or book a place in a psychiatric hospital? Or maybe it’s all due to an old mirror bought for the occasion at a flea market? What's around Sasha: real life or a game of reflections?