The bonfire swayed all night, and the prisoners tossed and turned sleeplessly. Early the next morning, before the sky was bright, the camp was busy again. It is now December winter, and the day length on the Kamchatka Peninsula has been shortened to less than eight hours. And even at daybreak, the thick clouds are always drowsy, heralding the coming heavy snowstorm.

"The Lord God bless! We have to go south as soon as possible, and we have to leave today!..."

Exploration Captain Zuvalo looked at the northern sky, and

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