Chapter eleven. Sitting in the corner of the room, the Snake moaned quietly. His right shoulder burned with sharp pain, and soon a brook under his faded shirt began to flow to the floor with scarlet blood. - Damn it,- the guy snapped, clenching his teeth so he wouldn't scream, - why now? He tried to get up off the floor but in vain. His whole body trembled with unbearable pain. The amulet in the form of a snake glowed ominous red and soon ceased to glow at all. The repository of the Soul became completely transparent. The green light which has appeared from a stone has flown over the Snake, turning to the girl of a ghost of ten years. But it was not a good spirit, which usually comes to the aid of the heroes. The girl's eyes were lifeless, shining red and had no pupils. They were completely empty. The grey dress was covered with bloodstains. And the worst part was her bloody wide smile to the ears. - Do you suffer from mental and physical pain? - She laughed, and the echo gave a