Со льдом

Tresk lʹda.Devushka v krasnom sharfe.Krik, kotoryĭ nikto ne uslyshal.Detektiv Morten Sorensen vidit ėtot son kazhdui͡u nochʹ. V nem ego propavshai͡a dochʹ Veronika idet po zamerzshemu ozeru navstrechu figuram v kapi͡ushonakh. A potom led treskaetsi͡a, i Morten padaet v bezdnu.Nai͡avu vse nachinaetsi͡a tak zhe. V Skardvike, zabytom bogom gorodke na severe Norvegii, nakhodi͡at telo shestnadt͡satiletneĭ Liny Mi͡ure. Ta zhe poza. Tot zhe krasnyĭ sharf. Na zapi͡astʹi͡akh vyrezany runy.Mestnye shepchutsi͡a o drevnem rituale, chto sposoben ostanovitʹ prikhod surovoĭ zimy. Pressa trubit o sektantakh. No Sorensen, soslannyĭ v Skardvik posle skandala v Oslo, znaet: po-nastoi͡ashchemu opasny ne bezumt͡sy, a te, chʹi raschetlivye serdt͡sa skovany lʹdom.

The crackle of ice.The girl in the red scarf.A scream that no one heard.Detective Morten Sorensen has this dream every night. In it, his missing daughter Veronica walks across a frozen lake towards hooded figures. And then the ice cracks, and Morten falls into the abyss.In reality, everything starts the same way. In Skardvik, a God-forsaken town in northern Norway, the body of sixteen-year-old Lina Mure is found. The same pose. The same red scarf. Runes are carved on the wrists.Locals whisper about an ancient ritual that can stop the arrival of harsh winter. The press is trumpeting sectarians. But Sorensen, who was exiled to Skardvik after the scandal in Oslo, knows that it's not the madmen who are truly dangerous, but those whose calculating hearts are frozen in ice.