"Here," Alex said reassuringly from somewhere above me. Only now I could hear the note of menace hidden beneath his low, quiet voice. "Alex..." I... whispered. "What are you doing." It wasn't really a question. I knew what was happening. His house was on the fields, far from where's I'd been walking. Here in the secluded white mansion, far from the city...No one would hear me scream... I could feel his breath warm and sweet with the aroma of coffee near my face. "Oh Lise. You know I want. .. There was a hissing sound, followed by a dull pop. Everything was a blur; every noise was fat and almost seemed to be under water. There was very little oxygen; breathing seemed to be a chore. And the cold was near arctic. Someone… Anyone… Please help… A confused figure thinking erratically, freezing and convinced death was upon him. That’s who he was; just a lost traveler. A hand extended towards him, pulling his body upward. His frame breached the surface of a semi-frozen liquid and it. Hans would be happy to show me. Arrived at the hotel bar and honestly, it looked just like any other hotel. Conversation switched over to German and Hans noted we now looked like any other euro couple. I told him I liked that idea as it gives a feeling of home that I missed. My intent was pretty bold as I was stroking his knee and lower thigh during conversation. Just fingernails but more than enough to send a message. He comes close and whispers "Pflege zu ficken?". All I could say was. The DJ announced that it was time for the scavenger hunt that was scheduled. I had wanted to participate, had come prepared. My best friend who had planned to meet up with me here today had backed out, by text, after I had gotten here. I strolled over to the pavilion where partners were busy signing up valiantly quashing my disappointment. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that when a voice spoke directly behind me I jumped a mile. ‘Excuse me, miss.’ I yelped and spun on my heel. ‘Don’t do.