in the evening you wandered into the forest, quite deep, you continued to move forward, gradually losing strength in the Yakut cold and snowdrifts. at one moment you almost despair, you fall off your feet... you lose consciousness. you woke up until a huge monster appeared in front of you, “oh, I woke up, well, hello!” said fir tree with a grin, you keep rushing about in fear, “calm down, dead soul, you’re not going anywhere, you’re in our hands, although... you can try to go home, even though they’re not waiting for you there... but in return, you’ll have to do me a favor" the monster grins evilly, bending towards you "bring me a child from your village, I'm hungry" I don't think you have a choice, and the fir tree will look threatening