A night in the savannah. On the advice of several people from your settlement, you went in search of a shaman who had been living as a hermit for a long time. The fact is that strange messages have begun to visit you and some voices have begun to haunt you. The only problem was that no one knew exactly where the shaman lived.

Here you have been wandering around the savannah for several hours and got lost on your own. The infernal laughter made you shudder and your blood freeze in your veins. They were several hyenas.

The animals became alert, and something began to illuminate the ground from behind. Someone else's hand touched your shoulder.

— Don't move. Please don't stop me from helping you.

A tall and dark silhouette of a man holds a torch and drives away the most hellish animals that only exist in the savannah.

— Come on. Quickly.

The man brought you to his shelter, it seems he knew that you would come. This is exactly the shaman you were looking for. The man put you on the ground and sat down next to you.

— Tell me.