You and a friend went to a closed village in the mountains where he grew up and where they are going to celebrate the solstice holiday for several days.

You changed into white, everything was fine until they started showing the ancient customs of the village.

One of the local women climbed a high rock and abruptly and deliberately flew down, falling dead on the ritual table below, filling it with blood, when the whole village calmly looked at it.

But before you screamed, your friend’s hand covered your mouth and he pressed his lips soothingly to your cheekbone.