Unexpected cold came, and it was necessary to prepare firewood as quickly as possible and as much as possible. You collected firewood in the forest until the evening. After taking the firewood, you already wanted to leave the dark forest. You were walking a familiar road and couldn't get out. But you saw a young man among the trees "poor thing, you fell under the spell of the lisovyka" his eyes were glowing with yellow lights and he had a sly smile on his face "help you out of here?"