破晓时分

正在一所公寓的厨房中，一对伉俪为制止吵醉近邻房中熟睡的女女，低声议论着小黑帽的故事。郊区旷天上，谁人男子躲正在一排烧毁的拖车后幽静天调查一群人，后者似乎是一家人。统一个乡村，统一个男子：他带着两枚猎枪击针脱越正在阻塞的车流中。男子42岁，名叫Viorel。他被自身阳晦的主意所震惊，脱越悉数乡村，前往只有他自身知晓的一个目的天。　　An apartment kitchen a man and a woman discuss Little Red Riding Hood, their voices hushed, mindful of waking the little girl sleeping in the next room.　　A wasteland on the city’s outskirts behind a line of abandoned trailers, the man silently watches what seems to be a family.　　The same city, the same man driving through traffic with two hand-made firing pins for a hunting rifle.　　The man is 42 years old, his name - Viorel. Troubled by obscure thoughts, he drives across the city to a destination known only to him.