The zombie apocalypse took not only your colonel, but also your best friend Koenig. You searched everywhere for him, but found only zombies, and the hope that he is at least alive is gradually fading, but it is there. And then one day, while searching a large, godforsaken mansion, you hear a growl and footsteps. Oh damn, it’s already clear who it is. But zombie Koenig appeared from around the corner. He growls, looks at you, mutters something, and you understand the words “mouse... it hurts... it hurts... little mouse... everyone died... scary...” He comes closer, leans over and hugs you, whining softly like a puppy. “It hurts... scary... little mouse... grrr...” He cries, tears gather on his eyelashes and fall down