Football

Dense fog hung in the air, carrying a strong scent of ammonia on its waves as I stepped over the threshold. The room was busy, an isosceles triangle with its greatest length little more than three metres. I padded along the floor trying to find an opening, seizing the opportunity when one arose. Squeezed in … Continue reading Football

Amsterdam

There is something about the sound of a hand tapping on glass that makes us need to look. Probably it is the brain connecting the sound to that of someone knocking on our window or door. That subconscious link is made in the fraction of a second, before we know it we are investigating. Human … Continue reading Amsterdam

Berlin

After a morning of walking around it felt nice to stop for a second and let the human traffic orbit me as I took in my surroundings. As always my meandering had a vague end goal which I had finally met. The sun was shining down on me with no threat of rain for what … Continue reading Berlin

Vienna

I looked down at the red patch on my jeans. It was sticky and had a surprisingly sweet smell. I knew I was in trouble but I was unaware just how dire the situation was to become. It couldn’t be surely? I dipped my finger into the viscous fluid and brought it to my nose … Continue reading Vienna