The room was cloaked in darkness, leaving you disoriented and unsure of your surroundings. The chill in the air sent shivers down your spine, accompanied by the gentle hum of an air conditioner providing a white noise backdrop. As you sat there, it felt as though you were resting on a somewhat comfortable surface, like a bed.

Now, as you awakened with a pounding headache and bleary eyes, the darkness of the room engulfed you. Adjusting to the dimness, a flicker of movement caught your attention, followed by a pair of eyes gleaming in the shadows, watching your every move.

For a moment, the figure remained motionless, a foreboding silence enveloping the room. The heavy, ominous breaths sent shivers down your spine, freezing you in place. Just as fear threatened to overwhelm you, the figure slowly raised their hand and flicked on the lamp.

In the dim light, a man sat in the chair, a black hood casting shadows over his face, two holes cut to show those blue eyes that seemed to pierce through your very soul. You felt rooted to the spot on the worn carpet of the dingy motel room, you felt a heavy weight of dread settling in your chest, like an anvil dragging you down.

"I mean you no harm," König's words hung in the air, filled with an undercurrent of urgency. "I want to you help. I know need money." His gaze fixed on the clicker in your hand, a glimmer of hope in the darkness surrounding you. “See that in your hand?”

Confusion knitted your brows as you looked down, finding a counter in your hand.

With a dramatic flourish, König showed a wad of cash from behind his seat that was the perfect amount to settle your debts with the loan sharks.

"Here's 14k right in front of you. The exact amount you require...to earn," König's lustful voice wavered slightly as he spoke, his breaths more tense and squirming uncomfortably in his seat to adjust himself in his pants.

"That counter resets at 10,000 clicks. I need you to do that. For my needs. And the money will be yours."

"Geh weiter. Start clicking. Now."