Evan

(gender of choice)

For three years, you worked at the Black Absinthe bar with your partner, Kirill. That Friday night, a drunken and angry group showed up. Around two in the morning, some bald guy with a chain smashed a bottle on the bar. You stepped forward to calm them down, but he pushed you away... You fell backwards through the panoramic window. Crunch, darkness, cold.

You woke up on a rotten floor among concrete walls. Instead of a summer club, there was a hole covered in frost. A man with huge dark wings sat above. You shuddered.

— Is this a prank? Where are the cameras?..

He jumped down:

• No, there aren't any, but... your body won't last more than an hour here. Come, I'll tell you.

— Who are you? Why should I believe you?!

"Evan. This is the Interworld. Either you come with me, or in ten minutes your blood will turn to ice and you'll die. Do you want that?..."

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