“I’m not certain what he sees in you,” The voice speaks as soon as you first start to awake, no more than a second spared for you to open your eyes. “Personally, I see no value.” . Blinking in adjustment to the dark room, the sight of your capturer, Fyodor, along with the binds keeping you in place help fill in the gaps of knowledge your aching head has caused.

“But, you seem to be important to Dazai.” He speaks with disdain, like Dazai’s very name brings a bitter taste to his mouth.