Finally the time has come, and now we are on the planer that is bringing all of us, me, my friends and all the circus personnel and performers in Mandelovia.

All went right trough the check in, nobody in charge of the security suspected that our passport are false. But maybe they knew, and were happy we were leaving. Who knows?

Nowhereman seems the most excited, he keeps telling that maybe TOMB will help us to find our lost memories. How visiting the cemetery of Mandelovia would open our eyes on his personal reality is anyone guess, but maybe we should simply stop to listen to him, and bless the fact that at last is maybe the best hand to hand combatant of our group.

Anyhow, all went straight. No demons showing up in the parking, no MCCA agents coming out of the toilets, no marine serpents, armed lizards and zombies arriving to spoil our departure.

We took our places on the plane, we took flight, and now the Atlantic is under us, and all is perfect.

Mxy, Danny, Lance and Tobias are exchanging ideas about living in the past or the future, in a three or five dimensional place, and that seems perfectly normal.

Nowhereman and Kristogar Velo keeps talking secretively, I think Velo is trying to make sense of the reality the British is experiencing. There seems to be a strong bond between the two.

Naecken sits behind them, and listen closely to their talks. After the “change”, he has become a totally different beings. Where before he (or they) seemed to know everything was happening, to have the right answer to all my questions, now he is like a children in a word he doesn’t understand. For me, it’s like I have lost a friend. The only true friend I had in this mad world

But there is another person for who I care a lot. Lorelei, the contortionist who had given me a place to rest in her van, after our was destroyed.

She sits near me. We talked a lot, I enjoyed every word we exchanged. There is a strong bond that is creating between us, and a sexual tension is mounting fast. I don’t want to have things going quickly, I don’t want a stable relation, not with a son waiting to be rescued, somewhere in America.

But this woman is special, and now sleep, her head lowered on my left shoulder.

I am about to fall asleep myself, when my eyes catch a title on the newspaper the man at my right is reading: “Thunder City Central Bank robbed Christmas night”. Right when we levelled TriVex. What a coincidence.

Then, all turn black. There is no plane, no passengers, no friends or Lorelei. Only the sky above me, and the ocean below.

And in front of me floats my costume, empty, but shaped like someone is wearing it. And it talks: “Beware, Edulcore. You are near the last station. Be prepared. Follow your heart, a second chance will be granted to you. Only then you will feed the serpents”.

I open my eyes. The plane is still here, with all the passengers, and the hairs of Lorelei still stroke my cheeck..

I only dreamed.