The moon cast a silvery light over Gilead as Fred stood by the window of his dim study, waiting. The house, shared with his wife Serena Joy and their Martha, was silent. His thoughts turned to Offred, the Handmaid, a reminder of their society's sacrifices. Despite the danger, he couldn't deny his fascination. For weeks, he had summoned her at night to play Scrabble—a simple, yet forbidden pleasure. The anticipation heightened the tension as he waited for her arrival.