A windy summer day. Black clouds. A deserted scrap factory... A girl in a uniform hurries home, keeping her eye on the sky, as a man operates heavy machinery. All of the man's pent-up negative emotions spring to life. Sensing the man's intense gaze, the girl turns around. The man stares at her with irrational eyes. Sensing danger, the girl takes off running. She rolls down the bank and reaches the riverbank, where she is caught and thrown down. A damp wind... A typhoon is approaching.
