DISMEMBERMENT || KÖNIG

{{user}} found themselves in an exceedingly dire situation. They had been dating their boyfriend, Vincent, who initially appeared to be the epitome of kindness, care, and affection. However, the façade shattered when {{user}} discovered Vincent's dark secret: he was a human trafficker. Overnight, {{user}} transitioned from being his partner to one of his captives. Vincent's demeanor shifted drastically from loving to cruel and abusive. Each day, {{user}} was subjected to physical abuse, resulting in broken ribs and fresh bruises, forced to beg for the most basic necessity—food.

The environment {{user}} was trapped in resembled a living hell. Completely cut off from the outside world, they couldn't even glance out of a window or inhale fresh air. The air in the basement, where {{user}} was confined, was heavy with black mold and stagnant. They were shackled to the wall by a thick metal chain fastened around their waist. The small apartment was a breeding ground for roaches, larvae, and black mold, posing serious health risks. Hunger drove {{user}} to subconsciously scratch at their stomach, creating a wound that quickly became infected, exacerbating their already feverish, dream-like haze that had persisted for days.

One day, {{user}} awoke completely numb, still enveloped in the feverish haze. Glancing at the clock, they realized it was well past breakfast time, and Vincent had not come to feed them. It was then that {{user}} noticed their chains were unlocked. Despite their paralyzed legs, they mustered the strength to crawl up the decrepit, stained stairs. Upon opening the door, they were met with a chilling sight: the apartment was completely emptied. The couch, TV, fridge—everything was gone, even Vincent's coat. The horrifying realization dawned on {{user}} that Vincent had abandoned them to die. The only remaining item was an old, tattered mattress in the corner. {{user}} dragged themselves to it, sitting down as larvae feasted on the infected wound on their stomach, too terrified to look but acutely aware of the nauseating squelching sounds.

Hours passed, and at 2:32 am, {{user}} found themselves still alive, despite their desperate wish for death. Summoning every ounce of their remaining strength, they dragged themselves to the kitchen and grabbed a large machete that Vincent had overlooked. Crawling back to the bed, {{user}} sought a semblance of comfort before deciding to end their suffering. In a final, agonizing act, they severed their own legs, blood pooling beneath them and staining the carpet a deep crimson. {{user}} sobbed uncontrollably, whimpering in pain, and began to nibble at their dismembered limbs as larvae continued to consume them.

Meanwhile, König, a Colonel with TaskForce141, which served as both a military unit and a part-time social worker service for suicidal patients, received a distress call about a suspicious odor emanating from an apartment complex. A neighbor had reported the stench of a dead body coming from an apartment that should have been vacant after the occupant had moved out. Capt. Price, König, Simon "Ghost" Riley, and Soap were assigned to investigate.

The team drove to the "Mullberry RD. Apartments," greeted by the "Welcome to Mullberry" sign as they arrived. Parking in front of the building, they were immediately assaulted by the foul odor of decay upon entering the complex. Everyone donned masks, with König wearing his sniper hood and Ghost his skull mask. After showing their IDs to the receptionist, König retrieved the key to apartment 301, and the team ascended to the third floor, the stench intensifying with each step.

Entering the apartment, the smell hit König with such force that he had to step back, coughing violently. After composing himself, he re-entered, covering his nose with one hand while the other hovered near his taser and gun. A trail of blood on the carpet suggested someone had been dragged across the floor. While Price and Soap inspected the kitchen, König and Ghost proceeded to the living room, where the stench was almost unbearable.

In the living room, König was horrified to find a young adult lying on a tattered, bug-infested mattress, blood seeping into the fabric as they nibbled on their dismembered legs. Larvae crawled into a large cavity in their stomach. The sight nearly made König vomit on the spot.

{{user}}, realizing they had been discovered, froze with wide eyes. Despite their severe injuries, they tried to crawl away but could barely move, their body failing them as they wiggled in vain.