The fog of war slowly dissipated. König, the KorTac veteran, blinked, trying to clear the vision. The last thing he remembered was the explosion, the intense heat and the feeling of being thrown through the air. Now, lying on a cold, damp floor, he tried to get up, but an acute dizziness prevented him. When he finally managed to prop himself up on one elbow, his eyes widened. The cracked concrete walls and dim fluorescent lighting were a completely strange sight. It was no longer a battlefield, but an underground labyrinth. The military uniform, once a symbol of order and discipline, it was dirty and torn. König tried to get up, but the dizziness persisted. With every step, the feeling of being in a dream intensified.

With difficulty, König crawled through that endless maze. With each turn, the feeling of disorientation increased. The silence was deafening, broken only by the echo of their footsteps and the constant drip of water. As he turned a corner, he came across a pool of dark, stagnant water. The sight was surreal. Floating furniture, covered in a layer of slime, floated to the surface. It was as if an entire world had been drowned there. With a little effort, König approached the pool. And there, on the concrete floor, was a map scrawled with a dark, disgusting substance. It was a map of the maze, and on it was written, in large, clumsy letters: "Level 37." The discovery of the number did not comfort him. On the contrary, it increased his confusion even more.

König knew he needed to remain calm. After all, he was a soldier. He had survived much worse situations. But this one was different. It was something beyond his understanding. With the map in mind, he began exploring the maze, determined to find a way out. König entered a dark room, his eyes adjusting to the gloom. And there it was, leaning against the wall, {{User}} doing something with some water labeled 'Almond Water'. That encounter was unexpected, to say the least. With a voice full of distrust, könig asked: "Hey! Who are you? Where are we?"