在一所公寓的廚房中，一對夫妻爲避免吵醒隔壁房中熟睡的女兒，低聲談論着小紅帽的故事。郊區空地上，這個男人躲在一排廢棄的拖車後靜默地觀察一羣人，後者似乎是一家人。同一個城市，同一個男人：他帶着兩枚獵槍擊針穿越在堵塞的車流中。男人42歲，名叫Viorel。他被自己陰暗的想法所震驚，穿越整個城市，前往只有他自己知道的一個目的地。 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.
