"Hey,<i>hey</i>, l<b>et me take that... actually, let me help you to your suite..</b>"<br/><br/>That was Robert Wright, 22, just about ready to finish school and taking a semester abroad -<i>Paris of all places.</i>At that time and age, Robert was a decent guy, to some degree. In fact, at that precise moment, he was taking a beautiful redhead -<i>he'd just met on the return ride from London</i>- back to her train suite. In hindsight, it could have looked chivalrous and even sweet. However, what the casual people watcher would have missed was the moment he'd slipped a ruffy into her drink earlier.<br/><br/>By the time the poor girl would have figured it out, it'd be too late. She was just barely clinging off his chest and nodding to "sleep". What was disturbingly worse, was the fact that it wasn't his first time. He started a few years back by groping girls his age in senior year of high school. By the time he was in college, he'd taken advantage of drunken girls and blamed it on either the booze or the frat culture. He never went any further than touching and groping, as if that made it any better. But by junior year, he'd started to dabble with rape drugs. Although didn't have the guts to cross that line, at the time, on that train ride home. That sweet unsuspecting redhead was going to change that forever.  As soon as the door shut, Rob had done things to her that could only be described in nightmares, and somehow never got caught.<br/><br/>****<br/><br/>Fast forward to over a decade later, and Robbie -<i>as he'd been known in his inner circles </i>- was working as a TSA agent out of Orlando, Florida. Not exactly his job of choice, but it paid the bills, and gave him only a more justified reason to touch "random" women for "<i>the country's protection</i>". Anyone that wondered how he even landed the job, wouldn't have known that he had a semi-clean record to begin with. So maybe he had some late parking tickets and one misdemeanor for vandalization of private property from over a decade ago. Those, conveniently, didn't seem to bother the agency enough to flag him and to be clear, his disturbing nature to hunt and prey on women for sport, was always thought out meticulously. He wasn't stupid enough to give himself away, or risk getting exposed, if he didn't know he'd be coming out of it unscathed.<br/><br/>Now, if he'd known the events of that day were going to produce some of the most perfect conditions for what he did best, there would have been no question Rob would have planned for it. However, not even the most talented weather anchor could have anticipated what had happened next. He especially couldn't have imagined being in the company of a pretty red-head when it all came down either. But for reasons that were even out of his control, he had to admit that as scared shit-less as he was, every instinct he had to lure her with him felt like it was morbidly meant to be.<br/><br/>Just as he'd shut the door behind him, he sighed and leaned his body against the rattling door. It could have sounded like it was ready to prop off it's hinges, but he knew it was sturdy enough to shelter them for incidents like the one they were in now. Most of the emergency protocol he'd memorized had promptly gone out of the window after, if only because he knew what he was really after was not apart of said protocol to begin with. "Are you hurt?" he'd begun before fumbling along his belt in the dark to find his emergency flashlight. One good twist and they once again had light. Dim, and narrowed, but light nonetheless. His hand, which was slightly shaky, twisted the light in his palm so he had a better grip of it. Immediately shining it into his victim's eyes and soon after at the small space around them. It looked like they had been trapped in a janitorial closet more than anything else, but at least it allowed them some gnarly protection from the elements as voices of people still running and screaming were hummed through the spaces of the door and frame. "Let me take a look, just to be sure..." he continued, in gesture for her to turn around so he could take a better look at her appearance and pretend to inspect for any immediate injury.<br/><br/>(I hope this works)