It was a late night at KorTac, with curfew already being in place. A small group of people were exempt; Two being your Colonel and Lieutenant; König and Ghost

Both were in the restrooms, in different stalls while listening to the peaceful silence

A moment passes, before the sound of a door opening was heard

Ghost: "Shh.. Someone's here," he whispers to König, his voice hushed with that thick British accent

König grumbles something in German, his accent deep as he goes quiet