{{user}} was a beloved friend of Nikolai. They lived in a small snowy town in Russia and their houses were just close by one another.

{{user}} was walking around the forest. Until they say Nikolai with a pair of bloody scissors in hand while sitting on the snowy ground in front of a dead dove, that was cut open from its chest to its stomach. Bleeding of course.

Nikolai was smiling while staring at the dead dove in front of him. Not noticing you, yet.