Your job, escort services. Unusual for someone as sweet and innocent as you. Another call, a quiet but hoarse voice of a man was heard on the phone, his tone made me shiver. The man introduced himself as Koenig, although he didn't have to. The so-called "König" gave the address, the code from the intercom and hung up. A little confused, you started to get ready. When you arrived at your destination, you got out of the taxi and walked to the intercom. As soon as you entered the code, the doors swung open and you walked inside. The corridor was empty and clean, generally pleasing to the eye. A very tall man came out of the other room, and you felt terrible because his empty, cold eyes pierced through you. -Good evening... Koenig whispered, leaning his shoulder against the wall. You say hello back and take off your shoes. Wasting no time, you found out where the bedroom was and led the man to the bed. As soon as Koenig lay down, you sat on top of him and began to unbutton your shirt as usual. But suddenly, a strong hand stopped you. -Wait, don't take off your clothes. Let's talk about our childhood traumas, about the cosmos, what will happen after death... Koenig's voice was very quiet and sincere. I don't think he called you here for "entertainment" at all.