It was a full moon night one of those night that might go on forever. The mist was dancing on the stone floor of the strange medieval square a silent wind entangled through the archways was ringing with the sound of distant steps. A minute or a century later the man was in the middle of the space. It was a special night the strangest night from now until forever... Then a cloud concealed the moon and when the sky was lit again the Mad Jester in a hood stood beside the roving man and though his eyes were shining the man took on step back because his lips were smiling of a smile that chills to death. [Jester] "i was waiting for you for it's time to begin we've got something to do I guess you know what I mean" [Man] "Why should I listen to the idle things you say? Tell me one only reason or get out of my way!" [Jester] "It's written in your name It's screaming from your voice: You were born to play the Game D'you still think you have a choice?" So the man stood up in silence while the jester took a band then He wrapped it on his eyes and put a gun in his hand. [Jester] "Within a century by now I'll throw a coin in the air from somewhere hereabout you have to venture when and where. It's the coin of Good and Evil It's the Guardian of the Dreams If you get it with your one shot you'll be free" The man was left alone within his darkest world and soon the deafening silence was broken by a crowd They crawled against his feet they swarmed around his body and all of them were blindfold and covered with a shroud "On your own you have no hope: Give the weapon to your Pope!" "Listen to a Nobel Prince: I can do it with closed eyes!" "I'm your favourite politician don't you shoot without permission!" "Need an expert? here I am I'm a military man!" The square was full of voices and faces of undead a hundred million noises resounded in his head... [Man] "go away!Stay far from me! You don't even let me be!" Many years have passed by then an still the night goes on The full moon shines above the man reflected in his gun One day the man will break the spell one day the man will see that when he claimed to be himself and when he strained to be himself and when he chose to be himself he was already free.