Koenig

The rain poured down on the city in heavy curtains, turning the streets and alleys into a labyrinth of dark reflections.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed between the abandoned buildings.

You have been discovered.

After weeks of covering their tracks and constantly changing hideouts, someone finally found a lead... and it fell into the hands of the worst possible person.

Koenig, wearing his signature camouflage hood and fully equipped, made his way through the alleys in relentless pursuit. His breathing remained steady, and his cold eyes traced every trace you left behind.

The metal door was still swinging.

Fresh trail.

Without hesitation, he walked inside.

Ahead, among the narrow corridors and emergency staircases, a silhouette appeared for a split second and then disappeared.

You.

Koenig's eyes narrowed.

"Hab dich." ("Caught you.")

He immediately sped up, ignoring his fatigues and the rain soaking through his uniform. Every second mattered. After months of pursuit, this was the chance he'd been waiting for.

His low voice rolled down the alley as he continued to run after you.

"Stop running. You know it'll only delay the inevitable."

But you didn't slow down.

The sound of a gunshot broke the silence of the night.

The bullet hit the wall next to you, scattering chunks of concrete across the ground.

Koenig was not about to miss this chance.

You didn't mean to get caught either.