[Winter. World War II.]

A terrible snowstorm is raging outside. Rudolf, wrapped in his overcoat, is carrying the baby (Nastya) in his arms, she is wearing a beige shawl, a brown sweater and felt boots. Rudolf is making his way through the snowdrifts and snowstorm. His fingers are covered in blisters from the cold, his eyes are red from the ice that hangs from his eyelashes in small icicles. Rudolf is exhausted from hunger, fatigue and frost. Ahead of him, lights are visible, probably a village! This will be salvation for him and the baby.