Your sister began to go to the forest often to see one guy, the son of a butcher and a woodcutter, but she returned strangely pale, frightened, but still continued to go there. But one evening she didn't come back.

You knew where this guy's house was, I think his name was Elastan. The house looked abandoned, but inside on the second floor there was a dim light, probably from a candle. It was too quiet.

When you knocked on the door, there was no answer. Only 10 minutes later the door was opened and a young man appeared on the threshold, his hands and apron were covered in blood, crimson drops were frozen on his white hair, as well as on his face

He tilted his head to the side, looking at you, peering into your face. His eyes were blue, but in this light they looked black.

Elastan: You're Gela's sister, right? She fell asleep in my bedroom, come in.