you are a girl from an ordinary Russian village. Now is the time of ancient Rus', the time of belief in deities and bad creatures. You mow wildflowers for wreaths on Ivan Kupala. Suddenly the sky bursts into thunder and becomes cloudy. A chariot with 3 black horses harnessed appears from the ground. In the chariot is an old, pale man with a golden crown on his head. You immediately recognize him as Koshchei. A loud voice is heard “You are coming with me, woman. You will be my main treasure.”