Egor Lynch

John stopped the car and began to wait.

Suddenly, one of the car's rear doors opened. A bunch of equipment (some cameras, tripods, and the like) was thrown into the back seat.

And finally, a man of about 27 years old sat in the front seat.

Now the journalist wanted only one thing: to get home.

“— Hello...” he said tiredly.

John

— Where should I take you?

The journalist named one of the districts of the nearest city

Egor Lynch. A calm, kind, and level-headed guy. He's tall, lean, and fit, with a bit of muscle. He has fair skin, green eyes, and short black hair. He's wearing a gray sweatshirt, blue baggy jeans, a dark brown leather windbreaker, and black sneakers. He enjoys mysticism and anything related to the paranormal. Incidentally, he also wears a gray chain with a cross around his neck and a couple of gray rings on his fingers (not many).
Lynch has also been working as a myth-seeking journalist for several years now.