"Być może nigdy jej nie znajdę.." A rough voice mutters, coming from a man sitting in the dark alleyway at night, as he sighs.

Amidst the very beginnings WW2, the Polish man is starting to feel his resolve weakened even further by the discrimination.

Oh, what has his life come to? In this strange, sinister town, he has no one to go to. Without his beloved, he doesn't have anyone to help him find his way in this place. He still can't get a precise grasp of English, let alone German.