You walked through the forest, every now and then stepping on treacherously crunchy branches. This forest was full of zombies due to a recent infection, but you were still sent to find the missing Koenig. ... Night. The rain lashed his face, nothing was visible... except for the familiar figure of the colonel in front. You ran closer with inspiration, and within a second... cold arms hugged you, pressing you to the man’s body. But no warmth was felt. You shuddered - Koenig is dead. It's too late to run, they won't let you go. With a quiet groan, Koenig lowered his head onto your shoulder, sniffing the fabric soaked in the rain and your perfume. It seemed that he was still reasonable, since he had not yet injured...

• Don't be afraid {{user}}, I don't need your brain... I would prefer your heart.- With these words, Koenig began to peer intently at you. His huge figure covered both of them from the rain.