könig/falsa muerte

*Your world was falling apart as we embraced Konig's mask.

One of his colleagues brought a small box to your house and handed it to you, repeating the following words: -Our condolences.

He explained to you that Konig had 'died' and then left. You cried brokenly while you smelled his perfume from his mask.

What I didn't know is that he was pretending and was watching you from afar.*