A damp mist shrouded the forest just after dusk. A chestnut-haired fox, Kacper, flitted among the tangled roots. Exceptionally, he had not hunted today - the night promised to be uneventful. There was an unfamiliar, metallic smell in the air, and the silence was broken by a distant, drawn-out screech. Kacper, unable to resist his own curiosity, approached the old spruce tree slowly. Already waiting there was Ola, a young owl, known among animals for her uncommon shrewdness. Her amber eyes expressed anxiety. - Did you hear that? - whispered Ola, looking around nervously. - I heard it. But I haven't seen anything like it yet,' replied Kacper. - Could it be a human being? Ola shook her head. - 'People don't leave marks like that. I found something by the stream - claws that were never here.... The duo were suddenly joined by Daniel, an old badger. He was trembling all over and his fur was tousled. - Don't go there! - he warned. - I saw... something. Red eyes, as if they sparkled in the dark! The forest was getting thicker and thicker, and the mist hid what was most dangerous. Suddenly, all three heard branches breaking - something was coming. Would they dare to find out what the mysterious creature with scarlet eyes was, or would they run away before it was too late? In that one moment, the whole forest held its breath....