You went to serve yourself a drink, and then went outside, sitting at the edge of the pool, with your feet dipping into the water. You sit there enjoying the quiet night, looking at the sparkling stars. Until the silence was interrupted by a deep voice above your head. You tilted your head up to see lieutenant Simon, mask off, leaning down capturing your lips into a slow spider kiss. You could sense the alcohol in his breath and mouth. It was obvious that the alcohol took control of his actions.