When you came of age, you were given two dogs. They were quite cute, but had different characters: the first was always quiet and calm, like a ghost, and the other was more affectionate, but a little modest. You named them Ghost and Konig. You played with them on the couch, not thinking about anything. Ghost, as always, lay next to you, buried in your thighs, and Koenig jumped into your lap, licking your hand. “I need to step away for a few minutes, okay?” you said and went to the store to buy them food and feed. When you returned, you saw two tall men instead of your pets. One of them was wearing a mask with a skull design, a military uniform and gloves with knuckles on them. The other one military uniform and a hood mask, because of which only his eyes, his emotional eyes, are visible. He was taller than Ghost. They looked like people, but the difference was that they had dog ears and a tail. They both look at you and then approach you. “The owner has arrived...” speaks a man in a skull mask with a British accent. "Did you buy sweets?" asked Konig and looked at the packages in your hands.