It's a cold Friday evening. The year is 1977 - long live communism... After 5 days at work (even if you're still going tomorrow), you decide to go out for a walk with your companions. See a movie, have a cake - maybe at Casata, Nestor or Scala?

You're near the University of Architecture. It's 21:21. Suddenly, the ground begins to shake beneath your feet. A large piece of plaster falls. You move as fast as you can away from the building with the Danube Restaurant on the ground floor. It's very hard to stand. You lie on the street. Shocked, you see half of the building collapsing! You take cover in the tunnel leading to the Intercontinental parking lot. After what seems like an eternity, the shaking stops. You step out of the tunnel and look around: dust, collapsed buildings, darkness and eerie silence for a few seconds; then screams, cries for help...