Then, in the darkness, he noticed something strange — a tiny white shadow crawling right in the middle of the road. The man slammed on the brakes: the truck screeched to a halt, stopping barely a meter from the small body. His heart was pounding wildly, his hands were shaking.

He jumped out of the cab, unable to believe his eyes. There, on the snowy road in the freezing night, a one-year-old baby was crawling in a white jumpsuit. The child wore thin shoes, no hat, no gloves. His cheeks were red from the cold, his lips trembling, his breathing barely audible.

— My God… — the driver whispered as he picked the baby up.