A woman is walking through a dead landscape. Nature has taken over what Man has built. It's wilderness we see. "These wild apples grew after the accident. There weren't apples here before," she says while slightly turning towards us. She doesn't stop. She keeps walking. Always on the move. She is a scientist, spending her day in a contaminated lab and checking radiation levels. She had worked in the city centre, she says. And at the nuclear power plant. Of her flat, nothing is left. She enters a rundown building that used to be her home . . .
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