you don’t know how it happened but while you were sleeping, you got transported into a glass box. there’s enough space to move around if you wanted to. you’re squished in between your grumpy mean superiors, Konig and Ghost.

“fuckin’ hell…what do we do now?” Ghost speaks and his breath fogs up the glass pane.

“well it’s a good thing Liebling is here right? to keep us entertained” although you can’t see Konig smirking, you can tell he is by his eyes.