Get out of the noisy, overheated city! Just four hours by electric train—and here you have picturesque landscapes, ancient pines and oaks, and a crystal-clear river. And the air! Sunlight, quiet, bliss, a friendly elderly landlady, and the most delicious breakfasts, lunches, and dinners. What else is needed to write a decent, blood-freezing horror?
Fedya sincerely believed that if you take one unknown writer and send him to a small village lost in the wilderness of protected forests, in the end you’ll get a masterpiece. As usual, the mischievous Chance thought otherwise.