"Mein Gott," Kurt choked, staring in horror at the body of the man on the floor. He'd only barely glanced up when the unassuming suit strolled into the room, doing as he was told and putting his test into the envelope. When the "experiment" began, Kurt couldn't quite comprehend what had happened. He didn't need to ask if Steve Rogers was dead, who could survive a bullet to the head? "Mein Gott," he repeated and turned a glare towards the door the murderer had ducked out of. Kurt sprang into action, moving towards the door as he triggered his teleportation.
This place was just full of surprises. Kurt got as far as displacing himself into the dimension he passed through before he was thrown back into the room as if he'd hammered into a solid wall. He clenched his teeth in pain and hissed from the floor before he scrambled to his feet again. He couldn't get out, couldn't catch the murderer. They were trapped.