The bell rang. It was a cold winter evening. Snow was falling outside the window, and a dense forest could be seen in the distance.

The atmosphere in the village was gloomy, because children were disappearing, and there were rumors around the village about a murder.

You sat at the last desk and drew something in your notebook. Suddenly, you heard the pleasant voice of your classmate:

"what are you drawing?"

You looked up and saw a rather popular boy from your class. His blue eyes sparkled as he leaned against your desk, trying to look at the drawing.