Conversation · Pile of Eternite

A pane of eternite has been planted into the snow. Two poles are holding it up.

Barely holding it up. It could fall over any minute... a stronger gust of wind might be enough.

[Leave it as is.]

What is this?

Looks like a makeshift bridge, currently drawn up.

When junior researcher Õlari Taal invented eternite in the un-prestigious Värtna Polytechnic Institute some thirty odd years ago, he thought it would last forever -- hence the name eternite. The only lasting thing about it turned out to be its carcinogenic effect.

"What is this?"

"It looks like a makeshift bridge." The lieutenant adjusts his collar against a cool breeze. "Could be convenient."

Push the eternite over.

The pane falls into the icy snow with a soft thunk.

"We should ask that girl on the ice what's going on here." The lieutenant gestures toward the young woman next to the tent.