It's good in the country in summer! Especially visiting grandmother in the at the end of July. One morning, she sends you on an errand to a nearby abandoned village where raspberries grow wild in the forsaken gardens, perfect for jam. You put on rubber boots, take a canvas backpack, bucket, and go out of the hut. As you approach the ford of a shallow river, once frequented by tractors crossing its path and herds of cows being driven out to graze, peculiar sound caught your attention:

"Reli-Reli... Gutynki-Gugenki..."

Looking closer, you discover a green-skinned young girl diligently washing laundry in shallow water. Once spotted, she pauses and addresses you, wiping away sweat.

"O, hello, human!"