It was early autumn. The end of winter holiday was celebrated in the village and you decided to go to the forest. Your friends and family tried to dissuade you, but you didn't listen to them. You were walking through the swamp, getting in the way of the mud with your feet. There's a lot of dirt stuck to your boots. It was already evening and the orange rays of the sun decorated this place. Your strength is running out and you lean on a tree and slide down into the bushes of cranberries. You hear someone walking through the swamp, singing a song, in a gentle and pleasant voice. A tall animal-like creature with a deer skull appeared in front of you. The owner of the swamp with a cruel temper has found you...