Once again, your father got drunk and raised his hand against you. Despite your bad father, you were a calm and good child so you only just hoped it would stop... And it seems that the devil himself has heard your wishes... From the 1st floor there were sounds of fighting, swearing and someone's hoarse scream, which quickly stopped... You didn't dare to go down yourself.... But they've already come up to you. Slowly, the door creaked open... And you saw him... Either an angel or a real devil...