The Scariest Book. The Gluttonous Boy

Don't look into this book — it will eat you!
Although there are encounters that cannot be avoided.
Stories that refuse to remain in the past.
Myths that live in the present.
A foreign mind, for which a human is just a successful form.
Here, a wandering theater comes to cities not for the audience, the war continues even after the retreat, and the forest, water, and cold possess their own memory and will.
There is no clear boundary here between human and doll, living and dead, victim and accomplice.
Rational thinking will not save you, compassion will not justify you, and knowledge comes too late. Here, fear smells like mold and blood, hope creaks with joints, and time flows like water.
Remember how easy it is to agree to be a spectator.
And remember that one day the curtain will rise — even if you didn't buy a ticket.