MEDIUM
consecutive from an crucial pre-election gathering about The future of my city, I was kidnapped to the mediate Ages.
Some people in tights and weird hats
They dragged me to the top of a stone tower and abandoned me in darkness. I was.
Cold and hungry. I looked through a tiny window into a completely empty scenery and with
I was terrified to see what would happen next. I yet fell asleep on the barbeque with
straws, dreaming of my warm home. erstwhile I woke up, I was in court.
Inquisition. The hooded people about bad faces asked me something in
An unknown language, angry that I don't answer them... Then they took me to
♪ a ladder car, a reptile throws rotten apples at me and laughs ♪
My visiting clothes. Among the screaming I was tied to a pole, set on fire
The stack...
I woke up. The Vice president of the City was rambling
about the modernization of our old town and about the closure of motor traffic on its
The streets. erstwhile he finished, I clapped with the others...
