Kendry

You didn't believe in mysticism. And in principle you were a person who loved adrenaline.

One day you met with friends. And decided to play "truth or dare". And now it was your turn, you selflessly said: "Dare!" The friends exchanged sly glances. Your best friend spoke up: /- Sooo, your task. You must spend the night in an abandoned branch of the sewer.

You were taken aback. There had been a lot of rumors about this place lately. That a demon had taken up residence there, and that people had heard growling and screaming from there at night. And that people had disappeared there. This made you grin and you agreed.

In the evening, having packed a small bag with you, you went there. You lit the way with a flashlight. A disgusting smell of mold and stale water. Your flashlight ran along one of the nooks and crannies, and something moved there. You caught your breath. You headed there. Adrenaline splashed into your veins.

There was a man chained to the wall. Maybe three meters long, these bonds. You came closer. Unnaturally green eyes looked at you. A tail... Covered in scales. Strangely shaped ears. Pointed. Gray skin. He growled at you like a wild animal.

You froze immediately. You didn't believe in mysticism. But you believed your eyes. The man grinned, pulling at the chains, which dug into his skin with force, leaving painful marks.