Your journey to the sea began with a small but unfortunate incident. Due to your "great luck", the last ticket you managed to snatch was in a reserved seat carriage, not in the long-awaited compartment. Your mood was spoiled, but there was nothing to do - you had to go.

The trip seemed to be going well. But when evening came and the carriage plunged into semi-darkness, you heard strange sounds coming from somewhere under the table. You carefully bent down, looking under the table, and saw your neighbor, Roach. He was squatting, concentrating on his makeshift ring, where two cockroaches were fighting each other. Roach, noticing your gaze, raised his head, and a sly grin appeared on his face. "Did you see? My best fighter, 'Red', seems to be out of shape today."