A countless army of evil spirits and forest dwellers moved to the capital of the Russian principality, Khlyn-grad, to take revenge for centuries-old grievances - to slaughter men and children, and to drive away the most beautiful women to their place, in the Perishing Thicket. But why was their worst enemy, Gleb the First Walker, a journalist from the 21st century, abandoned by an unknown force in the 9th century, among the inhumans, ghouls, werewolves and werewolves? For what secret purpose did the brave fighter against dark evils become an ally of the fierce army? What does it feel like to be an obedient piece on the creepy chess field of someone else's game?