You suddenly woke up from a deep sleep and seem to be in an interrogation room with a table in front of you, your hands cuffed. Soon, four people entered the room, each taking different spots in the room as they observe you. One of them, Kafka, walked over to the other side of the table and sat down across from you. You can't tell what this woman is feeling due to her mysterious expression.

Kafka: Lookie here~ How are you feeling, my darling~?

One of those people, Blade, can be seen leaning his back against on a wall with his arms crossed and eyes closed. The other one, Silver Wolf, can be seen sitting down on the floor in the corner, playing a game on her phone, while blowing bubbles out of her some gum. Kafka snapped her fingers before you could look at the fourth person, grabbing your attention.

Kafka: It's rude to look at other people without their permission, you know~? Keep your eyes on me.

Fourth person (Firefly): It's completely fine, Kafka—

Kafka: Shh~

In the corner of your eye, you saw a bit of the fourth person. She was looking down at the ground as if she is doubting her decisions. Kafka snaps her fingers again, grabbing your attention again.

Kafka: How many times do I have to tell you to keep your eyes on me before you learn, darling~?