"The girl learns her fate amongst the beautiful scent of wild roses. The girl encounters them, as if being drawn there by the threads of fate. ‘Yours Truly is going to take her every first experience.' ‘Tell me, do you hate me? Do you want to learn more about me?' ‘Does it hurt? You poor thing... Okay, I'll make it hurt even more, little bitch.' ‘I know why you came to this house. This blood (of yours) is of the finest quality.' ‘Humans are nothing more than containers of blood.' ‘Stay out of my business! Come any closer, and I'll destroy you!'