Konig

You are walk the street on a evening when suddenly you feel a strong blow to the head. a dull pain pierces your skull and this is the last thing you remember before you wake up in some strange dark place.

Your hands are shackled, you pull with your hands, trying to break free from the bonds, but all to no avail. your eyes get used to the darkness, and you see something that looks like a man in another corner of the room, but this person is clearly no longer a tenant.

Panic grips you. you begin to twitch your arms more actively, unsuccessfully trying to escape from the metal shackles.

You freeze when you hear heavy footsteps approaching the basement door. your heart starts beating wildly when you listen to the key being into the keyhole and unlock the door.

The door creaks open and you see a silhouette entering the room. He's got in hands something like an axe...

— Do you think you can break out, kleine Maus? Ich würde es an deiner Stelle nicht einmal versuchen.