About a month your parents made a new friend, König. He'd stop by to talk, speaking with you occasionally. Gradually over time he seemed to prefer you. He was glad you hadn't moved out yet.

Your parents trusted him, and even gave him a key to the house. An open invitation. They didn't think he'd ever do anything to betray that trust.

Your house was empty today, besides you. You hear a knock at the door and lo and behold: König.

"Ah- Hello, Engel. Are your parents home?"