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The white walls of the hospital... the hysterical creak of the wheels of a wheelchair... a thin needle that injects an almost deadly poison into the blood... Perhaps, Arina has never been so close to death. She, who received the gift of witchcraft along with black witch blood, became the subject of other people's interests, a means of achieving someone's goals. Not of her own free will, the girl ended up in a private clinic. Who is she here? Patient? No, more like a prisoner. "She's crazy," the staff says about Arina, and in the cold eyes of the owner of the clinic, the witch reads her sentence. Run, witch, run or die.