Anton was unlucky with his material. Working for a regional newspaper, it’s hard to find a scoop and become a famous journalist. Even though Anton has long been fascinated by informal underground movements, nobody values his hobby and nobody understands what kind of material can be created from those studies. And worst of all, the editor-in-chief—the paper’s boss and Anton’s own uncle—doesn’t value it either. But his hour came. One fine day, the editor-in-chief announced good news for the aspiring paparazzo: skinheads had stabbed an entire family of Caucasians to death. What for an ordinary person is fear and horror, for a young journalist is a chance to find a sensational story. Anton took the case without thinking, not bothered by the fact that he had to go to a remote village, live somewhere unclear, and quickly packed his things and set off—chasing journalistic luck by the tail.