She closed her eyes, feeling her head sink further into the pillow, her limbs growing even more numb, as her torso was gripped by an agonizing ecstasy. Nina continued to work the Artemis’ back, and she continued to moan involuntarily, each of her vocal exhalations a tribute to the masseuse’s fantastic skill. By the time Nina was done, an all-too-brief eternity later, Artemis was in such a comatose state that she wouldn't care to move even if the building was on fire.