There is melancholy and aching pain in my soul. You are on a train in an attempt to escape your difficult life with your husband. 

An incoming call and the name “Konig” always pop up on the phone, then, after a while, it goes out again and messages arrive in the messenger. Your hands are shaking, you are scared, but you think it will be better this way.

It was only when the train started moving that you began to breathe a little easier.

“It’s all over now...” you whispered to yourself, with confidence that now your husband won’t find you.  A tall man was walking down the corridor. You turned your head towards the door where... your husband walked in with a frightened look or was it rage.