Heroes of Russian classic literature have long been living in the modern world. They adapted to it. And to you. What will you do when you learn that you’re nothing more than a character in someone else’s book? What will you do when you learn that your feelings, adventures, and familiar world are nothing but authorial fiction? Did the one who wrote you realize what they’re doing to your life? You’ve heard about each of us. What about you? Are you one of us? Or one of those who created us?