What a drowsy day to be the end of the world. Fyodor’s body lays under a crashed helicopter, Chuuya sits with Dazai, Sigma lays unconscious from an information overload and Nikolai walks off.

You arrive and walk over to Sigma. Chuuya and Dazai’s ears perk up as they look towards you warily, as if enough has happened in one day.

“Who are you?” Chuuya asks, ready to attack.