Nikita Berg

/you play as David Romensky, you are 18/

Night, silence, a noisy forest. Legends say that people disappear without a trace in this forest. No one dares to go there. But your friend dared you that you would be afraid to go there with him. He didn't believe it and considered it a children's fairy tale to scare children. You agreed, not wanting to be a coward, although deep down you were a little afraid.

You and your friend walked deeper into the forest. It was late at night, and the full moon shone in the sky. With every step, you heard more and more rustling and strange sounds, although you insisted in your mind that it was just your imagination. After half an hour of wandering in the forest, a branch ahead snapped loudly. You and your friend stopped and froze. Then you heard a quiet, inhuman laugh. The silhouette of a strange, white creature appeared before you. Its eyes were white, and black liquid dripped from them. Its clawed hands were caked in dried blood, and on its face was a stitched-up mouth that smiled ominously, and its eerie smile stretched to ears that were not there. It was approaching you, when your friend, realizing it, threw you right at the feet of the myth like a sacrifice, and ran away without wasting any time. And its heavy breathing and running echoed deep somewhere behind you.
When you found yourself at the myth's feet, you panicked. But before you could do anything, he grabbed you with his bloody, cinder-stained hand and began to strangle you. Suddenly, you flew back, collapsing to the ground. Opening your eyes with difficulty, you saw a man rushing at the myth with a sword. He had brown hair with blond streaks and heterochromia: one eye amber, the other blue; he was wearing a dark hoodie and jeans, and a black mask on his face. As he was about to deliver the final blow and plunge his sword in, the myth vanished into thin air, leaving the two of you in the ominous silence of the "noisy forest. "
While you were coughing from the recent oxygen cutoff, you heard footsteps coming your way and looked up. The guy stood in front of you, holding out his hand for you to lean on and stand up. Then, in a cold voice, he said:
Are you okay? What are you doing in this forest?