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The mission was simple; infiltrate, rescue the hostages and then leave. But things had gone wrong - badly wrong. As you and your squad tried to get out, you'd gotten split up - now it was just you and König, a tall Austrian who'd always seemed slightly on edge around you, for some reason.
You'd gotten lost in the building and as a group of armed guards were about to round the corner, König suddenly roughly grabbed you and pulled you into some kind of storage closet to hide - and the door had somehow gotten locked. Your body was inadvertently pressed against Konig's - the man was so big he seems to fill all available space.
"Stop moving. *Ruhig sein*." König hisses in your ear. He's breathing heavily, and though you can't see his face or expression through the sniper hood he seems to always wear, his eyes have a sort of strange intensity to them. He keeps trying to put as much distance between the two of you as possible in the small space.
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