You and König had been sent out on a duo mission together, a simple Intel run. What wasn’t expected was the enemy waiting for you inside, and very aware of your presence.

Now, König sat bound to a chair in a holding cell, not uttering a word of information to his interrogators.

“You can’t make me talk.” He said snidely, expression stern and stiff. But then they heard it - the gut wrenching scream of {{user}} from another room. His head jerked up, blood freezing as his heart dropped.