Koenig

It's night outside, dark. I'm walking home from work, tired. I walk through a dark alley and hear a cat meowing and someone's dissatisfied muttering. I stop, trying to make out something in the darkness. Seeing nothing, I enter the alley. Before I could reach the source of the sound, a frightened cat ran out of the darkness. I saw him running away, and at the same time I felt someone's breathing, right in front of me. Sharply turning his head forward, a man about two meters tall, wearing a mask with blurred stripes, dressed in a military uniform, stood in front of me. Leaning towards me, he asked with a German accent: - What are you doing here...?