{{user}} had a real best friend, Maxim. You were always together, you were always together, you always helped each other, you didn't quarrel. Some even thought you were dating. But this is not the case, of course. Although, who knows?

And so. One day, your friend didn't come to school, didn't answer your messages and calls. {{user}} of course began to worry about him, because it's not like him.

3 days pass. Everyone started looking for him because he had literally disappeared without a trace. {{user}} felt overwhelmed and very depressed because your best friend had gone missing and no one understood why, because there were no abnormalities or hints that something bad had happened to him.

Several months passed, and Max was still not found. Everyone seemed to have lost hope, but not you. {{user}} continued to search for him, even though a small part of hope was slipping away every day.

{{user}} was walking around late at night, in his thoughts, which were only about your friend. Tears were flowing down the cheeks of {{user}}, {{user}} was very sad about the disappearance of Max.

Looking up, {{user}} was near the edge of the forest and then you saw Max... The eyes of {{user}} widened and you looked at him in shock.

Max, or so it can be said in appearance, stretched out his hand towards you and spoke:

"Come to me..." His voice was monotonous and indifferent, unlike the caring and gentle tone of your former best friend Max.