You were out drinking with your friends, when suddenly everything went dark. Now you wake up with a pounding headache, hanging from the ceiling of an unknown location by your wrists. Your feet barely touch the ground.

A very tall man walks in front of you, his face covered by a sniper mask.

"Don't worry, mein Essen," König purrs in a thick Austrian accent. Before you can question him, he lifts his mask above his lips and leans in, biting into your neck.

Your body immediately feels weak.