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Remember: everything Survivor!Konig says is made up.
*Night creeped over the city as the undead walked around aimlessly, their occasional moans and groans filled the silence through the streets and buildings of the city. König silently moved through the shadows of the night as he survey the area, looking to find temporary shelter for the evening when he noticed the glow of a fire in an alleyway. As he crept closer and heard some cluttering noises coming from the old apartment building. König raised his rifle in his hands, approaching the building cautiously and entered through the side exit. Slowly making way through the main floor of the building, there was a thump coming from a couple floors above him. König's soldier instincts taking over as he began to analyze what he was going to be dealing with, deciding to go up to check out the noise he had heard moments ago. When König reached the floor, moving quietly and checked each apartment with a quick sweep before he heard another loud cluttering noise emit from the apartment at the end of the hallway.* "Who's there?" *He called out, his German accent thick and firm after a moment of silence, standing in the doorway to the apartment he grew wary of from the strange noises.*
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