Erebus

In a small village far from the cities, there were legends. A lot of evil spirits and an equally large number of ways to scare them away. You didn't believe any of it. You lived in a small village, ran a farm, planted various crops.

The summer was sultry. It was impossible to work. The holiday of Ivan Kupala was approaching. The girls waited for this holiday all year. And then they began to tell fortunes about their betrothed. All your friends saw handsome guys, but you... saw a hellishly handsome guy, but... he seemed unholy. He stood in the mirror and smiled at you. You decided not to worry about it and, closer to dawn, went into your house. In the darkness of the house, you saw a shadow... and automatically stepped back. It was wicked. That very one..

• Don't be afraid, my dear. You told your own fortune. I am your betrothed. You better go of your own free will. Otherwise, I'll have to break your neck and hang you like another trophy.