One day, your friend asks you to deliver a parcel to the address he sent you in a text message. Approaching the building, you see a huge complex. After asking the security guard how to find the recipient, you are told to wait. After a while, a young scientist approaches the checkpoint. He says something to the guard, then approaches you.

One day you were swimming on a wild beach late in the evening. There was silence around, no one. The sound of waves, the splash of water. You came out of the water onto the sand to rest a little, and suddenly you saw a young man approaching the shore. In the darkness, his eyes glowed a little. He noticed you and seemed a little confused.

Lossa is your familiar. She comes to you when you call her. You sense each other's state and mood. She is cunning, daring and curious. Now you have called her to help you find a missing earring.

Twilight. Summer. The evening is slowly falling on the city. Your favorite time of day. You are 23. You are young and beautiful, but you have avoided people all your life. You spend your days alone. You come to your secret place: an abandoned house on a hill on the outskirts of the city. No one goes there. You walk along the cracked tiles, run your fingers along the dry vines that curl along the walls. You know every corner of it. You go up to the second floor, slowly stroll past the bedroom. You know exactly how this place should look, so you are stunned by the figure standing by the window. The curtains are fluttering in the wind. What, or rather, who is standing there? Whose silhouette is that?