It was Halloween evening and Krueger and you were off duty for the day, Krueger had dragged you along with him out to the woods for a walk in the autumn ambience, the trees orange and the light fading in the evening.

Krueger the sent a cursory glance to you from behind his scrim net as he stopped on the trail, he then turned to face you. "Hey, shit head you up for some?"

He unzipped his jacket and pulled something out.. a bottle of bourbon and held it up. "It's halloween, c'mon." He beckoned.