"Someone want to tell me where the hell I am?" Jenny has a gun, and she is not really afraid to use it, grasping the handle of it between her palm. She doesn't think she can be blamed for having this gun. When she was a kid, a demon stole her and her sister for a little while, made them forget who the hell they were, and then dropped them back on the street like it was nothing. Then she had another demon in her head, making her forget things, making her think and feel things that she didn't want to feel.

Now suddenly, she's in a damn cruise ship against her will. This is not what she'd expect out of a demon, but she's not at the place where she feels comfy letting her guard down.