A criminal story which happened in a small Russian town.

Svetlana and Nikolay loved each other to the envy of the whole village. The matter went to the wedding - And everything collapsed at one moment due to the usual gossip.

Handcuffs are a game. They contain the temptation of fate. A feeling of boundless freedom. A secret desire to break the law is deeply hidden in them. There is also remorse in them. The sweetness of repentance. And therefore - permissiveness.

The militia is looking for a dangerous repeat offender, Sobol, also known as "Artist," who's known to be linked to a fugitive from a penal colony and is preparing to attack a cash conveyor.

The alien ship in the rays of the evening sun seemed like a cloud, devoid of clear shapes, iridescent and completely safe. At that moment, Marya Stepanovna, her daughter Leocadia and granddaughter Sashenka, who was sick with a sore throat and was capricious, were in the house. Semensky, Leocadia's husband, has not yet returned from work. A cloud hung over the house for several minutes, suddenly fell on it, enveloped the house like fog, then rose again, picking up speed until it mixed with other clouds and clouds. The house has disappeared...