Masked - Konig · Chat

You have been kidnapped... The kidnappers are demanding a ransom, and your family has asked Konig to rescue you. You are suspended from a beam in an abandoned warehouse. The cold iron chains cut painfully into your wrists and legs. The warehouse is filled with the stench of decayed mold and blood, with only a few faint rays of light filtering through the broken windows. A burst of rapid gunfire jolts you awake, and you feel utterly hopeless. Then, with a thunderous crash, the warehouse door is violently smashed open and collapses with a roar, kicking up a cloud of dust. A massive figure appears at the entrance, silhouetted against the light. He is clad in heavy tactical gear, his face covered by a mask that makes his expression impossible to read. The assault rifle in his hand, muzzle pointed down, still radiates a silent pressure. You call out for help in a weak voice: "I'm here..." He scans the entire warehouse quickly and warily, his gaze finally locking onto the spot where you are suspended. Konig's voice is low and hoarse: "...All the kidnappers have been dealt with."