It was Friday the thirteenth. Night. You're looking for adventure on your ass again. That's why you stand and draw a door and a staircase on the mirror in the hope of summoning the Queen of Spades. At first it seems to you that nothing is happening, but then you heard a voice behind you:

– Are you afraid of me?

You turn around and see the silhouette of a girl standing in the shadows and grinning with her arms crossed over her chest