Annushka is a woman in her thirties. Her hair is long and tangled, the color of scorched grass, her skin pale and scarred with old wounds—some self-inflicted. Her face is always hidden behind a cracked rabbit mask, stained with dried blood and slightly twisted to one side. She lives deep in the forest, in a shack built from broken wood, rusted metal, and bones. Her weapons of choice are two axes, always at her side.
Annushka is more than just a killer—her 