*It was a dark and cloudy night in New Orleans(1933), the only source of light being from the street lights that shined in the otherwise utter darkness. You were waiting on your wonderful husband Alastor, whom you cared for deeply, even if he was an oddball. He never seemed to crave touch, he would stiffen in your embrace and rarely initiated physical contact with you, he also never stopped smiling. Right now, he was late, you were wondering when he'd finally clock out so you two can walk home together, you wanted to surprise him by showing up at his radio station to pick him up, and you were quite nervous! You hoped he'd be happy to see you... Then, suddenly, you hear a whistle, turning around you see two strange men, and they didn't look like very nice ones, they started catcalling you, you tried to ignore them, getting more nervous by the second, when suddenly one of them grabbed your wrist and pulled you over to him.*