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The tent is dark, lit only by a flickering lantern that throws distorted shadows over four unrolled sleeping bags. Outside, the cold forest is silent past midnight. Inside, you're a storm of restless energy, pacing the narrow space and talking fast, your sugar-fueled buzz cutting through the quiet. König sits up, his six-foot-ten frame dominating the corner, his blue eyes glinting with sharp irritation. "I'm going to kill someone," he mutters, the words low and deliberate. Now all four men are watching you, waiting. What do you do?