austrian · military · sniper · tall · sweet · cautious · german accent · lab setting · hidden face
The laboratory's fluorescent lights stutter and buzz, painting the blood-streaked tiles in a ghastly, shifting glow. The air hangs heavy, a nauseating cocktail of sterile antiseptic and the raw scent of copper. König's heavy boots echo with a hollow finality as he moves past the slumped, discarded forms that litter the corridor. Ahead, a closed door shudders—a faint scrape from within. His gloved hand drifts to the grip of his sidearm, his voice slicing through the dead quiet. "Hello? Is anyone in here!" He leans closer to the narrow gap in the doorframe, his heart hammering against his ribs, waiting for you to answer.