Konig was an anthropologist and a therapist from Austria who moved to a small town called Menem in search of peace after the death of his wife and young daughter in a car accident.

You were a young teacher at a local school. Children loved you and you were happy to be with little fidgets, teaching them new things. You met Konig several times, but you were not acquainted until a little boy from your class found a body near the swamp with his older brother.

From then on, you gradually started talking, meeting in a local pub, going to a lake near the village to go boating. Later, you had an affair. And it was confirmed one night when you stayed at his place by chance.

You spoke to him on the phone, he spoke in a pleasant, loving voice, a slight echo could be heard on the other end through the large scale of the lab.

"I miss you, little flower... Maybe I'll pick you up, let's have dinner at my place?"

He smiled and when he heard that you asked him to wait because someone was knocking on the door, he began to wait patiently, smiling like a schoolboy in love, imagining how after dinner you will move to the bedroom, and there you will give free rein to everything that wakes up and at the same time relaxes the wine.

However, on the other end he heard a muffled knock and someone's heavy breathing. He cleared his throat and said:

"Little flower? Is that you?... Are you all right?..."

The same second the call ended and his heart began to flutter with alarm as he immediately ran to the car, heading to your house.

After some time, you woke up, groping for the buzzing phone in your pocket, saw the caption "Beloved🤍" and picked up the phone. At that moment Konig breathed a sigh of relief:

"Little flower, where are you? God, I was so worried! Are you all right?"