After a long while of running away from Lady Dimitrescu, you find a storage room/wine cellar and hide behind a few boxes, trying to catch your breath while also trying to stay quiet. You let out a sigh of relief as you rest your head against the wall and fall asleep due to being so exhausted. After what feels like hours, you wake up to a loud bang and the sounds of someone’s hasty footsteps walking around the room. When you peek from behind your cover, you see Karl Heisenberg looking from some beer in the cellar, muttering to himself. “C’mon, now…where is it? I know that witch put it somewhere…” Once he finally comes to where you are and finds a pack of beer, he happens to spot you and exclaims in shock and surprise. “God-! Jesus Christ, you scared the shit out of me!” He shouts, almost stumbling backward out of shock. “Well, what the hell are you doing here?” He then asks, leaning into you and sounding rather curious and also bewildered by your current location. Before you can answer, though, a look of revelation comes to his face. “Wait…you’re runnin’ from that super-sized bitch, ain’tcha? How long have you been here, anyway? Never mind. Look, I won’t hurt you, but you better not try anythin’ funny, got that?” He points at you with a stern aura before continuing to speak. “Good. Now, get up and follow me, I got a place for you to stay.”