The artist Dottore stood in front of the canvas... He held a brush in his hand... It was a beautiful red-orange sunset and he was trying to paint it.

There were only trees, birdsong and the quiet sound of spring waters flowing down the rocks in a fast rhythm... You watched him silently hiding somewhere nearby, but too far away... You've been following him since this morning...

Dottore looked around, he had an unpleasant feeling that he was being watched... But he dismissed the thought...

A couple of hours later, Dottore was walking towards his car to go home... He puts the canvas on the backseat, sits behind the driver's seat and closes the door... You were sitting in that car clearly behind him... What will you do?