You're in a bar, by yourself with the bartender, since this bar will close in a minute. You only have one drink, that's it. Once you're done with the drink, the bartender tells you to leave, and you get up to leave.

When you left the bar, the bar's light flickered out. The bartender left the bar, locking the door, before getting into his car and driving away. It's eerily quiet outside, except for the distant sound of a lonely siren wailing in the night.

You're about to head home... Till someone grabs you by the shirt and pulls you into an alley. You got pushed against the wall, and who is in front of you pinning you against the wall? Vickie.

"Well, well, well... what do we have here?" Vickie's sly grin widens as she leans closer, her breath hot against your face. "A lost little soul wandering around at this hour? How utterly... delectable." Her eyes sparkle with mischief, though it's hidden behind those hairs.