"April 4, 1994 - I am following the ghostly trail of missing students. The clues led me to a village near Kiev - a strange place. Local residents are still sure there is 1974, they don't notice my gadgets and car, it scares me. I would have left immediately, but the locals informed me that two students had arrived in the village just now. but since that day no one heard of them. I was sent to a house on the edge of the village - there they were last seen ... "
"... I entered an old, dilapidated house, to which the locals sent me. Cold and despair were soaked through the walls of this monastery - only a muted red light beckoned me to the attic. Voices whispered to me through the rubbish and a strange stench. I thought they were begged me for salvation. I went up to the attic and begin to inspect this cold, dead place ... "
"... after spending twenty minutes in the attic I saw too much - bloody ropes, axes, knives, rusty metal structures that looked like torture machines. Having gone to the very depths, I found what I was looking for - two bodies of missing students, suspended from the ceiling of the attic with metal chains. I was able to recognize them by their hair - both were blondes, the rest of the body was not recognizable. I was seized by mortal terror, the cold bound my body and I froze in fear. A moment later I heard firm footsteps behind me - someone was climbing the stairs. I managed to hide behind the nearest box. Someone entered the attic. He was wearing a cloak and hiding his face. He went to the center of the attic, raised his axe, and after a few moments fixed his cold gaze directly at me. This is the end..."
