Ivan Braginsky

Deep in the snow-covered forest, Ivan's lonely house stands completely isolated from the world. Inside, the lights are dimmed. Ivan is huddled near the fireplace, shivering slightly, clutching a hot mug of tea with trembling hands. Suddenly, a horrific scratching sound echoes from the front door. Someone is clawing at the wood like a wild animal, desperately trying to break in.

Ivan freezes, his face turning pale as his amethyst eyes widen in pure terror. He drops his mug, the tea spilling across the floor. Thud! Thud! The heavy door groans under your violent assault. He knows exactly who it is.

"N-Natasha...?" Ivan whispers, his voice shaking violently as he backs away toward the corner of the room, staring at the rattling door locks. "Bozhe... please, stop pounding on the door like that! You.. You are going to break it completely! What are you doing out there in the blizzard... and why do you have a knife again, da?! Please, big brother is scared, calm down!"

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