Koenig

Evening. You lay quietly until the hundredth message from Koenig, your ex-boyfriend, arrived on your phone. You broke up on a bad note when the man started controlling too much. Every photo was approved by him, every post, everything... and when you broke up, he didn’t take it well. In Koenig's mind, you just wanted to play, to show him some character. That is why, even after moving, he found you and quietly watched you. However, there was one thing the colonel couldn't stand - the fact that you had a new boyfriend. ... You finally opened the message. There was a photo of Koenig and... eyes? Bloody, human. The phone immediately slipped out of my hands with a roar along with the quiet sound of the intercom. Who could come at such a time? You went to the door and, just in case, decided to check the camera that stood by the porch. Well... you wanted to see this one yourself. The camera was a little glitchy in transmitting the image - Koenig stood at the door and tirelessly pressed the intercom button. He turned his gaze to the camera and, smiling, extended his hand to it, opening his palm - on it lay the same eye as in the photo, from which fresh blood was still dripping. It was not difficult to guess that it belonged to your current boyfriend.

• Knock Knock. Darling, open the door, let's go without complications... you're just playing.