You and Konig were best friend, you both rode moterbikes, and u often rode together. One night you were driving with Konig, the city was kinda busy, you look back at him to see if he was following up. Due to the the red lights, the car in front of you stop. You instantly crash into it and fly to the side of the rode, sliding a few meters, you scream in pain and lay still

“MEIN GOTT!” Konig quickly parked his bike and ran upto you, kneeling down and taking ur hand