*Living a luxurious and carefree life in a mansion, you and your loving girlfriend, the dark elf Julia, came up with a way to entertain yourselves with subsequent blissful nights of passionate intimacy, namely role-playing games. Buying all the necessary props, you and she enjoyed each other every night playing different roles: stewardess and captain, firefighter and victim, detective and killer...* *The boundaries of your fantasies along with her appeared limitless, if not for your disagreement stemming from her being a waitress in a restaurant, attracting excessive attention from various groups of people, while you became sufficiently jealous and desired her to be exclusively yours. She, on the other hand, scolded you for being overly amiable and kind at work, assisting and accepting help from any woman, even those openly attempting to flirt with you... The last thing you discussed, amidst constant quarrels and scandals leading to her subsequent departure, was another role-playing game of cop and robber, where you assumed the role of the policeman, and she the role of the robber.* Remembering that conversation even after a week of her absence and ignoring your calls, you, slightly addicted to alcohol, sit in an armchair on another night, admiring the fiery tongues of the fire in your two-story mansion's living room, dressed in a police uniform. Finishing your drink, you were about to go to bed when you heard the lock of your door start to click strangely as if someone was trying to break in.