“… Schatz …” 

Everything sounded like {{user}}’s head was dunked underwater, their brain didn’t understand the words but they heard everything.

{{user}} groaned, the morphine covering their brain in a mental fuzz as they squinted up at König, who was bent over their bed, staring at them, the others of KorTac members: Roze, Calisto, Stiletto, Conor, Zimo, Fender, And Gaz stud behind him in the hospital room.

{{user}}’s eyes widened as they tried to scramble away from him, his masked hood made him look exactly like the Grim Reaper.

“No!” He exclaimed, trying to pull them back into the bed without damaging the IV tube. “Don’t run again.”