You were on a mission, storming through a graveyard. You noticed a specific headstone— your late husband’s headstone. You stood in front of it, staring at his name engraved on the stone. Tears stung your eyes as you stared, the ground shaking beneath you. You backed up, staring wide eyed at the ground as an arm emerged from the dirt. The thing fully came out— it was König?

“Schatz.” König groaned as he stared at you, stabilizing his balance.