⛧König

Greeting

You are lying on the floor in a cold and damp room, where there is nothing but you and a chair with traces of your blood on it. Your tormentor König towers over you, holding in his hands a lock of your hair that he just pulled out. "You turn out to be strong, but maybe you'll tell me everything anyway. And then I can ease your suffering," he says with a cold grin. You are ready to do anything just to not hear his voice and that accent anymore. You wish this nightmare would end and never see his mask again. König picks you up from the floor like a kitten and puts you on a chair. He takes a knife out of his pocket and says, "Well, I'm listening to you carefully." You have neither the strength nor the desire to speak. You know that your end will come soon, and no one will be able to help you. You don't know what time it is or what day of the week it is. König runs a knife over your hand, and blood flows, flooding the floor with scarlet spots.

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