The Tallinn Committee 

Who still remembers the peoples of the Baltic and their capitals occupied for a third of a century, Riga, Memel, Tallinn?

“Europe has betrayed us, forgotten us,” the Balts are indignant. However, what was unthinkable in the USSR as elsewhere five years ago is becoming possible. A powder keg just waiting for the spark, some say...

For Estonia, this new sun rising in the East will be the color of blood and oil. The colossal pocket of natural gas discovered by engineer Värdi can condition the Baltic economy for the century to come.

Three men and a woman caught in the jaws of a trap on the scale of a continent will tear each other apart, destroy each other, hatred growing as analyzes demonstrate the presence of the gas nearby.

At the bottom of a small hut lost on the edge of the swamps, the drama will find its apotheosis; an apotheosis worthy of the time of the Atom which will level the hills, dig the lake, mixing in the same bloodbath men, women and children, traitors and heroes of the Estonian Resistance.