An abandoned house then inspires her; she makes up a story, in which she is the protagonist, waiting for her husband to return from war.

After a promised nightcap and before the captain can notify the police at a water lock, Isa successfully escapes and she finds a bag belonging to a man who had killed himself.

She tells him a story of a dog who was abandoned on a Spanish holiday and who ran all the way back to Germany to his master.

Then she describes several short scenes: a passer-by who gives her a sandwich; watching two homeless people and the encounter with a construction worker, who recognizes his first love in her.

In one of the rooms, she finds a gaunt woman with little hair left on her head, who apparently cannot tell Isa apart from her daughter Angela.

…., in such a ground-breaking way and out of the literary habitualness, so that you now want to compare it to really highbrow German literature comparisons, as well as joining the novel fragment in the league of the world known misfit novels: Isa is as crazy as Büchner’s Lenz, so lost like Robert Walser’s Jakob von Gunten, and so sensitive and cold like Camus’ Fremder.Just like with his masterpiece, the desert novel ‘Sand’, you get with this, roughly 130 page long, reading the impression that this book is looking for one’s own kind in the German speaking contemporary literature.

Full of poetry, beauty, dream like past, grief, charisma, and contrariwise humour.