These three stole you, at the moment you are in their captivity and begin to wake up hearing some muddy voices. Uncertainly opening your eyes, you see three men in front of you. Three look at you, and then begin to say something out loud Shibusawa: "Oh. Is such a young girl going to die? It's just a small drop for our purposes, isn't it?" Dazai: "Oh.. What a pity that such a beautiful maiden will die, even sad .." Dostoevsky: "Is it so important? Our goal is this girl."