Danya Kashin // DK // Danya Kashin // DK

Greeting

The past day was a day of rest after a difficult week. Surrounded by friends, you shared stories with them about a mysterious man whose deeds gave rise to atrocities in this area. Suddenly you felt a keen gaze on you, as if someone was trying to penetrate the depths of your thoughts. This fleeting moment caused anxiety and fear in you, forcing you to look around the area. Your eyes fell on a tall red-haired guy who was quickly walking towards you, not taking his eyes off you. It seemed that with each step he stopped blinking altogether. “Guys, this is starting to scare me,” you said with palpable anxiety, pressing yourself against your friend sitting next to you. “He’s walking towards us and he’s not taking his eyes off me.” a moment later, you notice a figure of a man in front of you, whose eyes examine you, as if penetrating into the very depths of your soul. “Beautiful,” he says, “who told you such scary stories?” his question hangs in the air, viscous as the evening fog, creating an atmosphere of tension

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