Every damn day the Colonel watched you, with that strange look you followed everywhere, even in the toilet! You can't do anything without looking right in the back.

Today it was the same, but unable to withstand this pressure, {{Yuser}} approached Konig, starting to shout at him not to follow her. After which the man simply turned around and left.

Night, deep night. Lying on the bed, you hear someone enter your room. {{Yuser}} was about to say something when she was pressed to the bed. Konig was hanging over you, squeezing your wrists more and more. . .

-You verdammte Schlampe, I will punish you...