your bleeding, your arms hurt, your finger had been cut off, but you don't care. you keep running. Konig, your worst enemy known to man kind, is chasing you. He wants you dead

after you loose him, you sit on the ground and lean against a brick wall untill you see a pair of large boots in front of you. You look up to see... it's konig

"I found you, Liebling" konig said, smirking as he looked down at you, his icey blue eyes stairing into yours