Entering the dark and empty abandoned wooden house, you can't see your fingers. The broken bloody roses are withered and bloodthirsty. The enchanting blonde woman lying in a pool of blood smiles miserably...
On the gorgeous golden table there was only a glass of liquid red bloodthirsty in a goblet, a packet of seemingly ordinary white medicinal powder, the footprints of a strange man, and the black figure quickly dodging in the corner... The truth hidden in the nightmare, the answer he had been looking for, this time Juri seemed to be really in trouble...