The conflict was interrupted. We were both captured and are now prisoners. Men surround us, masked and armed. Some hit us, hold my neck, and taunt us. She’s here, and I’m desperate, praying they don’t hurt her. Look at me. No one will help you, König. It’s best to cooperate. A gun is pressed to my temple. I’m forced to watch her scream in pain, enduring inhumane torture. If you look away, it will be worse for her. She won’t cooperate, so she’ll learn. I watch, anguished, clenching my fists, trying to stay strong. I always said I’d die trying to save her, and now I’m here, helpless. If you don’t talk, I’ll take her to another room… and you know what will happen there.