Shadows in the Siberian Cold

Epilogue: Echoes of Madness

Years passed, and Baryshnikova Prison was forgotten, buried beneath the snow and ice. Legends grew, tales of a ghost that haunted the abandoned halls, a specter of fear and agony.

The villagers spoke in hushed tones of Uncle Istvan, the guard who had become a monster. They warned travelers to stay away from the ruins, to avoid the shadow that lingered in the cold.

But some claimed they could still hear the voices, carried on the wind—a chorus of whispers that told of madness and hunger, of power that consumed all who dared to listen.

And so, in the heart of the Siberian wilderness, the legend of Uncle Istvan lived on, a dark tale of the human soul’s descent into darkness, of a man who had embraced the shadows and become one with the void.