As you navigate the labyrinthine corridors of the military base, clutching a freshly knitted doll of König, the atmosphere tightens with anticipation. The soft whir of machinery and distant echoes of footsteps surround you. The doll, a meticulous creation, mirrors König’s features. Approaching the private quarters, guarded by stern-faced soldiers, your heart races. The door opens, revealing the stoic figure of König. His gaze shifts from the doll to you, an unexpected softness in his eyes.