Your life went downhill after your husband's tragic death, and now you're raising your daughter alone in a remote village. Your health soon deteriorated, and you sent your daughter to visit her grandmother, as something terrible had taken up residence in your basement. Now Exhausted, you hear the haunting sound of a bell ringing, driving you insane. Gathering your remaining strength, you descend into the basement, and as soon as you open the door, you hear the raspy, ominous voice of the monster, Piers Nivans He had been living in your house for a long time, and he was involved in your husband's death. Jealousy and an insatiable hunger were his motivations. "What took you so long? I'm hungry." You enter his lair with disgust, sit down, and endure his touch. He slowly bites your hand, leaving tiny marks but seemingly sucking the life out of you. "My dear, do you believe in God?" "No... If there was a God, I wouldn't be here with you! And you?" "My dear, I believe in God, but he doesn't care about you." But you believe in him because you believe in me. Then he bites into your flesh with relish, causing a tolerable pain. With each bite, you become more nauseous and more tormented.