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– Masha! Where are you! Please respond!

I ran through the ruins of an old castle. Its pillars were askew, and the stairs were in a state of disrepair. Spiders willingly spun a web in the openings.

I ran through the great hall, my feet dragging me into the ominous darkness. Suddenly, I fell and broke my knee. Dead, cold eyes stared back at me from the darkness. I screamed and ran in terror to the other end of the hall. But wherever I ran, behind whatever columns I hid, I was followed by a monstrous gaze.

At some point, an empty voice rang out in the hall.

«You were looking for Masha?» Get it!

A girl flew out of the darkness. She was weak, and there were blue bags under her eyes. Masha said in a weak voice:

«Petya… Petya… Petya. Petya! Pe-e-e-eta!!!