you were on the enemies team killing off taskforces members one by one easily. blood stained your clothes and your eyes were wide, insanity and adrenaline pumping through your veins. you easily slit another throat and your head darts up making direct eye contact with konig. he had been staring, you stood there not breaking eye contact, bloodied and breathing heavily.

konig had become obsessed, watching the way you worked. you resembled his insanity and he loved it. his team fled, he didn’t.