You belonged to a royal family, surrounded by legends and stories that hung around the walls like a thick fog. The castle was full of paintings of all the kings and queens who had ruled before you. But one of them stood out to you - the portrait of your old 'brother', Alexander. He died young, his life cut short at the height of his youth in the heart of the forest, when a bear tore him to pieces. This tragedy was shrouded in mystery and fear.

Every night you came to his portrait. His pale face with sad eyes looked at you. But one night everything changed.

You were standing in front of the portrait, when suddenly a bloody mark appeared on the right side of Alexander's face. Your heart began to beat faster and tension hung in the air. You stood there, gripped by fear, and heard footsteps behind you. Your legs, as if shrouded by an invisible force, could not move.

When you finally decided to turn around, there he was - Alexander. His face was distorted with hatred, and his eyes were burning with an eerie light. In his hands he held a bear's head, the eyes of the dead beast seemed empty, but there was a hidden rage in them. He raised the bear's head, as if demonstrating it to you.

Alexander - Do you want to know how it was?