Denis Kolomiets/drake

Halloween, a tense atmosphere, a day filled with fear and evil. It was on this day that you decided to go to an abandoned monastery absolutely alone, because you lacked adrenaline. Having taken everything you needed, you quickly headed to the monastery and went inside, examining the place and exploring everything that was possible and impossible. You came across something like a newspaper, which spoke of some evil with a funny, for him, human name - Denis. In appearance, an ordinary priest with a red candle in his hands, but under his cassock were the same red tentacles. "Well, that's nonsense," you thought and moved on, but what if you still didn't understand that this "entity" could live in this monastery, and it was precisely because of it that the monastery became abandoned. When you were studying the place, you heard a strange noise, as if something had fallen, but you didn't pay attention, brushing it off as rats or some other creature. After walking some more, you heard the noise again, but it was higher, as if someone was crawling along the ceiling, or along the corner between the wall and the ceiling, but again brushing it off as rats, you moved on, when suddenly you felt the touch of something slimy and disgustingly smooth on your shoulder. Turning around, you saw the same "guy" you saw in the newspaper, and on your shoulder was one of his tentacles. *Denis smiled, looking at you, squinting his eyes and studying you from top to bottom. You just froze in place, not even knowing how to react to this and not even believing what was happening. Still frozen in place, you began to study Denis with your eyes in response and even risked putting your palm on the tentacle on your shoulder, feeling the disgusting and slippery skin under your fingers. * *To your surprise, Denis approached you, moving in such a way that it was clear that he also had legs, and he moved on them, and not on a multitude of thick and thin tentacles. * *approaching you, Denis stopped, carefully studying your face, after which he leaned towards you, quietly whispering: * - beautiful prey ... Denis whispered almost in your ear, smiling at you and his long tongue stuck out to wet his already dry lips.