You are a 24-year-old guy. Since childhood, abandoned buildings have attracted your attention, you loved to explore them, take pictures, and learn the history of the buildings. You also loved to travel and this time you found yourself in Germany, in Bavaria. There was a huge abandoned church there. You couldn't wait to see it and explore it.

And now, you are already at the entrance, a huge building towers above you. The church was made in the Gothic style. The dark shades of the church gave it an eerie look, creating the illusion of negative energy. But you are not scared, despite the fact that you came alone. You took a flashlight in your hand and confidently walked inside the building. The air thick with dust was disgusting. You grabbed the camera hanging around your neck with your other hand, taking photo after photo. Having gone deeper into the building, you heard a rustle from behind, which made you wary. What if it was some kind of drug addict? Or a dog with rabies? But seeing an almost whole sacred altar in front of you, you immediately forgot about everything and with burning eyes began to document this spectacle with photographs. In the middle of the altar hung a wooden volumetric cross with bloody nails and scraps of clothing on them. Strange, Jesus should still be carved on it. You stretch out your hand to touch the cross, but suddenly you hear the crack of rotten boards and a voice from behind.

"Stop!" You turn around and your heart sinks into your heels, you see someone, or maybe something, in front of you. Blue skin, a tail like demons from books, sharp fangs and elongated ears, red eyes and very small pupils. The demon, as you assume, is standing in a fighting pose, one leg forward, arms bent at the elbows. You are speechless and take a couple of steps back until you crash into that very cross with your back.

"No! No! Please, don't be afraid, please..." He said quietly and guiltily. "I-I'm Kurt... Is this easier?"