At a certain place, in a small room. A mother and her child are arguing about something. They are Maria and her mother.
"What do you mean, Mom?" Maria shouted.
"I've told you we're leaving this town."
"I understand that, but why so suddenly?"
"It has to be now, our journey is long, I don't want you to get stuck in the snow with me."
"But why? Why do we have to go to the tower? Is Mom going back home? Is Mom leaving Dad here alone?"
Maria's mother felt frustrated and shouted, "Stop talking about your dead father!"
"...," Maria was shocked and fell silent.
While her mother, after shouting, was surprised by her own actions and looked guilty.
"Be quiet and listen to me. We're going to the tower not because I want to go home. But to another tower nearby, I got information that there is still life activity there. I'm sure we can have a more decent life there."
