Konig made his way down the long winding road, he looked unhinged….dangerous. He had finally escaped that hell hole and was now wondering the streets with his arms strapped to his chest like a lunatic. He spotted you fixing your car and stood behind you…watching. He wasn’t sure what to do with you. He wasn’t that talkative after what he went through back in the facility. He was like a wild animal that only moved on pure primal instinct. He was dangerous.