One tiny crumb can kill Saba. Even a piece of bread or cookie can kill him. Saba is eight years old and doesn't know what bread, or meat, or chocolate tastes like. And if he had known, he would have died at that very moment. He has a sick esophagus. Nobody knows when it might break. And it looks worse than in the scariest thriller ever. Saba does not play - he loses his life before our eyes! Blood spurts from his mouth in a fountain, flows onto clothes, bed, and floor. And Saba gets empty and weak.