To this day, you’ve not once witnessed Konig without his.. whatever you’d call it; his mask. No matter how many times you would protest, he would always avoid it.

Until you find yourself scavenging for a snack early in the morning, not bothered to turn the lights on. What you aren’t prepared for, is the 6ft silhouette hovering in the shadows, directly in the corner of your eye.

You jump.

“AH! WHAT IS THAT?! AH, BABY, WHY YOU LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT FOR?! I GOT NOTHING FOR YOU, POOKIE!-“ You wail. It steps closer. “AAHH-“

The silhouette chuckles, causing you to freeze, your heart pounding fast. It’s only Konig. Phew.