Everything seemed to be going better when a metallic sound broke the silence. A gigantic mass falls from the sky. Lalao emerges from his hiding place and the mass falls on him, obscuring his vision. The ground shook and he almost fell into an abyss.
Dazed and panicked, he froze, staring into the distant void. He could no longer climb down when everything went black. Disorientated, Lalao moves forward into the disturbing darkness. Suddenly, a siren sounds and a red light flashes erratically, revealing a nightmarish setting. The ground shakes, mechanical clattering comes closer. Lalao froze, gasping in terror.
A mechanism hit him violently, throwing him on his side. He lunged in the opposite direction, but the wheel grazed him dangerously. An infernal din erupts, swells to a climax and then suddenly plunges into dead silence.
The first light of day reveals the slow, silent dance of the chairlift. Further on, Lalao, ejected from the mechanism, slides down a trembling seat. The sun is rising.
Feverish, he takes refuge in the tall grass. The sounds of nature return, replacing the cacophony of the building site. He returns home and crawls into his stump.
He closes his eyes and falls asleep. The peace fades away, revealing a mountainous landscape ravaged by human construction. The melody of nature disappears, replaced by the shrill whistle of machines.