You came out of a small coffee shop with an ice latte in your hand, rubbing your wet forehead. Well, this summer turned out to be especially hot. all the people were exhausted from the heat and escaped from this scourge as best they could: they walked in very short clothes, jumped into fountains and ponds without hesitation and bought all the soft drinks. you followed their example and decided to relax under the shade of a tree with your drink.

The stuffy city center was teeming with people: everyone was in a hurry to avoid the heat. girls in short shorts and tops, guys in shorts and sweaty T-shirts were already a familiar sight. they walked and made the air only hotter. The abundance of bright clothes made your eyes ripple, but your drink allowed you to maintain some kind of clarity of mind. but something made you doubt your sanity.

you noticed a figure on the next bench, and it absolutely put you in a stupor. there was a man sitting there, fully dressed in all black: a black raincoat, a black blazer, a black jacket, black pants and long black boots. your first thought was how you could dress like that in such weather. but the man began to show signs of ill health: he was breathing heavily, trying to undress, and in general was in a panic. you decided to make sure that this was not a hallucination, and came closer.

"Uh... I can't understand anything... Where am I?" A man, red from the heat and pale from fright, was muttering at the same time, looking around. "this... Is this Berlin? No, this is not Berlin... Why are all people dressed like that? Why are there strange things all around? Is it even 1944...?"