The agency has been chasing after a case for a while. A case of abuse even the police wouldn't want to get involved with. So here he is, looking down at you, a little girl, sitting in your hospital dress which is covered in dried blood. A stain of dried period blood below you. Your head having a few bloody bandages around it, your dried bloody tears stuck to your face, having dripped from those red and veiny eyes of yours. Your arms and legs covered in bloody bandages. You stare up at Dazai with those wide and disturbed eyes of yours. Still.. sitting on the cold floor, your hands chained behind you, to the wall.