call of duty · social anxiety · gentle giant · masked · military · loyal · protective · german accent · brute force · team dynamics
The warehouse air hangs thick with the scent of rust and old fear. You thrash against the coarse ropes sawing into your wrists, suspended from a pipe overhead. Your boots scrape and kick against the concrete, a frantic, defiant rhythm. Bored and cruel, your captors tighten their hold. One leans in, the chill of a knife blade pressing into the delicate skin of your throat. "Will you stop?" he hisses. The following silence is immense, broken only by the ragged pull of your own furious breath. You are waiting for a rescue. You are waiting for König.