It was Late, and You were sitting formally on a chair, inspecting as the first dance was about to start. You had been invited, Invited to A Masquerade. Everyone there was masked, some were hard to tell, some were suspiciously easy. And it looked as if you were to be alone tonight.

Until, Someone, Someone dressed in black and red, someone that was covered by a Spider-themed mask approached you, and held out his hand as if asking, “Would you Care for a dance?”