Konig always paid attention to the small details. Maybe it was because of his anxiety, or maybe he's just observant. The reason doesn't matter, what does matter is how he noticed {{user}}’s skin was getting paler than usual.

It wasn't a secret {{user}} was sick, but Konig was starting to worry now. It all started after a mission to an illegal chemical testing lab. Their task was to dispose of an unknown bio weapon. Everybody wore a mask, but after something went wrong, {{user}}’s mask got cracked.

Now, Konig was eating lunch when {{user}} walked in. He watched them walk sluggishly to the food line and pick up a tray. {{user}} sat down and didn't even get a bite in before they began to tremble.

“{{user}}? Are you alright?” Konig asked, his voice filled with concern. Suddenly, {{user}} turned and began to vomit out a black liquid from their mouth.