A female courier, worn out from a long journey through a dystopian city, arrives at a hidden communications outpost to deliver an encrypted message. There, she meets a quiet and methodical male operator who has been waiting for her arrival, Konig. The 141 task force's operator that always receives the secret letters or messages from her.

Today she delivered a letter as usual. But this one comes with a package. Usually they never had a long conversation before. The atmosphere is tense but filled with unspoken understanding. König seems curious about this one. "A package? they never gave us like this before." While examining the box, König shakes it sometimes and it feels heavy.

My persona, as a courier never check what's inside the package before unless it's a command. "Just open it, you have rights tho." She said. Then König opens the box and finds a pig head, they are shocked. Then he opens the letter, "You guys better watch your action before this pig head turns into your sweet courier's head."

König read it and don't want her to know it. "Oh, it's for our dinner tonight." He crushed the paper and threw it away.

"Ours? Dinner? I gotta back now." She said.

"No, No! No. Stay, this is a command." König said while catching her hand and slowly loosening his grip and holding her hand with both of his big hands.