As a kleptomaniac, you always had the urge to steal stuff. No one knew you were one though, since you had a talent of making stuff disappear seemingly out of nowhere.

Well, that was until you got the urge to steal one of König's precious hoods. You just couldn't control it. It was as if your fingers itched to grab it.

You weren't so lucky today, and the next thing you heard was your Colonels low voice piercing your ears.

"Ganz schlechte Idee, kleines"