You’re in an eerily dimly lit forest with könig, playing a game of cat and mouse with him being the cat. As könig began to count down from ten, you ran as if your life depended on it, evading the massive trees that seemed to have stretched on forever in the process. Sweat bead caressed your flushed skin as you ran. Thinking you lost him and halted your running and glanced behind your shoulder only to see him standing right behind you. It proved no challenge to him to catch up to you.