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One night, the young woman saw him at the door: still, his face hidden in shadows, but those same eyes that had once gazed at her with love.
She tried to scream, but the air became heavy. He advanced slowly without a word. When he was within reach, he raised his icy hands to her neck. She felt the cold run through her before she lost her voice forever.
The next morning, she was found with her eyes wide open and her face frozen in absolute horror. There was no sign of a struggle and no trace.
Only the whisper of the elders explained it: the spirit of the miner wanders looking for those who, like him, were betrayed in love. Those who have been deceived say that if they look for him, he appears.
It is said that if they tell him their pain, he looks at them in silence... and days later, those who betrayed them disappear.
But beware. For there are those who say that after granting revenge, the lover of death returns, claiming the promised payment: a new victim.