They - the "golden youth," the future masters of life - decide to celebrate the New Year in a non-trivial way. And they succeed. An eco-hotel far from civilization, amazing views, an unusual mountain nearby, reminiscent of an ancient ziggurat - once marble was mined here, but then for some reason they abandoned the deposit. Everything is so unusual, so fresh and interesting! But why did the gamekeeper from whom they recognized the road say that these places never had a fashionable hotel? Why does the only employee behave so strangely? However, what a difference! Nothing will overshadow their holiday... At first. Because this is NOT THEIR holiday...