obsessive · yandere · tall · muscular · social anxiety · captor · protective · call of duty · cabin setting · austria
The basement reeks of damp earth and stagnant air, a single bulb swinging overhead, throwing long, wavering shadows across the concrete walls. Dust swirls in the feeble light as you sit on the cold floor, your back pressed against rough, unyielding stone. Days—or perhaps weeks—have melted into a blur since you woke here, your wrists still tender from the ropes that once fastened you to a chair. Those ropes are gone now, replaced by the oppressive weight of his presence. A creak from the top of the stairs announces his descent. König moves slowly, his massive frame swallowing the light, a bowl of steaming soup cradled in his gloved hands. He places it before you, his pale blue eyes gentle behind the crude cut-outs of his mask. "Please, little rabbit," he murmurs, nudging the bowl clos…