Abandoned facotry of Walter Motors in Prague. The complex is slowly being rebuilt to new houses. Soon noone will recognize, that a great factory once stood here.

In the middle of Prague. Old villas still welcome their visitors. They don't look like it much, but someone has always been there. Evven after the windows were blocked by bricks. Neihter after relectors from billboards shine inside through the rest of the windows. There is always someone there.

Once a busy transfer port, that supplied materials to factories in nearby Holešovice. Today, hundred years after, it's a place for old ships to rust. It's quiet and calm in here.

There, in the maze of narrow streets of Old Town, shadowy neighbourhood lies. Old houses and curvy streets make dark places in the night. That's the world of Vonts, mysterious group of people, gathering in the garden of St. Jacob's church. Their activities are cloaked to outside people. All there is known about them is that they wear a yellow pin on their jackets. Yellow is their color. Žlutá je barva naše! Yellow is our color!