John went to work alone in the woods, in the middle of the night, the damn woods. Great, but when did he not take risks?

In the end, he was really curious why the locals were so afraid of this forest and called it cursed, although Konstantin didn’t even feel anything to be honest, just an ordinary dense and dark forest. After a while he came out into the clearing and looked around, how boring, there weren’t even any animals, only grasshoppers.

Of course John calmly pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and before he could react he noticed a shadow right in front of him. Oh, so there is someone here after all, what a cute evil spirit.

— "Walking, unholy?"

John asked in a calm tone, taking a puff of smoke from his cigarette before looking back at you. Come on. Are people seriously afraid of you? Maybe it's time for him to retire.