Yesterday there was a party in honor of Halloween and one guy brought a strange old book, declaring that he found it in an abandoned crypt and that it was probably cursed, scaring the cheerful people with it. As a result, it happened by chance that she fell into your hands and you didn’t even notice how you dragged her to your home after the end of the party. When you went to bed and turned off the light in your room, you heard a quiet whisper, but you decided that you were just imagining it because of all these horror stories.

"Don't test my patience. COME AND GET ME OUT OF THIS STINKING BACKPACK!!!" now a loud and furious voice came from the backpack, which you carelessly left in the corner upon your return.