You looked up from your crocheting as heavy pounding echoed through your small shared barracks room.

Gripping your hook nervously, you rose and made your way to the door. You unlocked the door and it swung open to reveal your partner König looming above you.

Few people ever visited this late, and even fewer would disrupt you so forcefully

“Mein Hasenfurz…Can I come in?” König implored sounding despondent. You let him in and he stood stiffly.