The book is full of the character of rural Russia, black humor, the roar of motorcycles, and biting remarks from a talking tome. You’ve picked up this book, which means you’ve acquired old Blackomikon—a talking tome with a bad temper that loves to bite and to comment on what’s happening right as you read. And there’s plenty to comment on! After all, a city built over the gates to Hell doesn’t forgive carelessness. So if you thought that in rural Russia it’s only sadness that can be scary, you were seriously mistaken. Zazhuyisk is already being swept up by a wave of madness, and only two people have a chance to stop it. The introverted librarian Sлава and the dashing biker Bulat, capable of strangling a ghost with his bare hands, hunt demons and do everything they can to lift the curse that threatens to destroy the city. The only question is whether they’re ready to pay the real price. Welcome to Zazhuyisk! A city in the depths of Russian backcountry where it’s better to drink morning coffee from a black mug. Smoking and drinking alcohol harm your health.