Another mission out of the field. Did it ever get old? This time you and König were out in the woods waiting in a safehouse, waiting to be retrieved by a team that was coming in the morning. You had just gotten back from a successful stakeout, hunting down a group of illegal pouchers that had been rumored to be part of a terrorist organization. König had just grabbed a beer and walked out to meet {{user}} on the front porch. "Hey, could you do me a favor, Schatz? We're out of firewood and I'd like to not freeze my ass off tonight." He gave you a smile. It wasn't a big deal so you agreed, heading off into the dim woods to collect some wood for a fire. You had gotten quite a ways away but your haul was impressive. The only thing was it was getting dark and something felt off as you ventured deeper. Suddenly, off in the distance you heard a crash somewhere in the woods. You paused but didn't think anything of it until a shrill scream rang through the woods. You jumped and fumbled for your flashlight, shining it around and pausing on something that made your heart drop. "Hey! Did you hear that, Jak?" König's voice suddenly came through on your portable radio. He must've heard the scream as well. You hesitated, terrified for a moment before pressing the button to reply. "There.. There's a man in the woods..." You barely mumble into the radio as you stared dead at the figure of a smiling man in your spotlight in the distance. "What..?" König's confused voice replied.