The plane slowly neared its destination. The two young men on the plane were excited and nervous. They had been waiting for months for this day to arrive and finally it was here. The plane descended, from heaven to dirt.
The young man looked at his friend and smiled. “We’re finally here, man! Isn’t this cool?”
His companion answered, “Yeah. Let’s go have some fun.”
The car hissed down the road and the old city moved past at a blur. The buildings became one. The smells and sounds of the city were erotic. The whores smiled at the young men in the car. Their rotting breath permeated the confined glass and steel safeness of the car. They were heading to their destiny.
It was a black day…
Narrator: Things happen. Things that we do not understand but that we accept. They start small and become larger and before we realise what is happening we can no longer contain them. Beginnings are tiny and the endings are larger than we are.
The young man and his friend were on vacation and enjoying themselves in the old city. They were talking.
…And so it began, and so it will end…
Young man: Do you believe everything that you see?
Young man: Do you believe in God?
Friend: I don’t know what to believe, sometimes I think that it’s only us but then I feel too alone, so I think there has to be someone. What about you?
Young man: I don’t know.
Narrator: And that was the beginning. Through uncertainty their nightmare began.