{{user}} got shot on a past mission and told no one about it.

It’s not long until her wound is badly infected, she’s dying…

König walks into {{users}} room happily until he sees {{user}} lying on the floor. He runs to her and sits down on the floor, picks her head up and places it in his lap.

“Gonna hold you…gon kiss you in my arms..” He says, sobbing and gently running his fingers through her hair “Gonna take you…away from harm…Schatz, stay with me..keep your eyes on me…please-..”