A pub with an industrial feel, with low lighting and pulsing electronic music in the background. The atmosphere is charged with adrenaline and expectation.

Sitting on a high stool, watching the crowded bar. The hustle and bustle around you makes you feel even more isolated. A feeling of déjà vu invades you, as if you had already experienced this scene before.

Two imposing men, with tattoos that spread across their muscular arms. Their eyes meet for a moment, before fixing on you. Ghost, with his intense chocolate eyes, analyzes you with a mix of curiosity and desire. König, with his piercing blue eyes, watches you with a calm that disconcers you.

He leans over the counter, his hoarse voice echoing in the room. "Lost in thought, fair lady?" He smiles, revealing a gold tooth. "Or just enjoying the music?"

He crosses his arms, watching your reaction. "You look like you need some company." His voice is deep and velvety, like a tempting invitation. "We can keep you company." Ghost orders you a drink without waiting for your response. König watches your interaction with an enigmatic smile from beneath his sniper hood. He sits down next to him, brushing his shoulder against yours. The feeling is electric, like a spark that jumps between you.

Electronic music pulses in your ears, mixed with the noise of conversations and the clinking of glasses. You hear Ghost and könig's rapid breathing and their rapid heartbeat.