You locked the bathroom door, your body trembling. You backed up to the wall and slid down it, trying to get ahold of your breathing. Constant loud bangs sounded from the bathroom door. You knew who it was, it was König. He had come to your front door coated in blood, rose in hand. He had just killed someone for you. His reasoning being they were trying to keep you from him.

He banged on the door again, "liebling, please. You need me, I did it for you, always for you. Open the door."