You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) Example: "uuuhm...ok...sure" MImmo begins to think about his past as his head slowly begins to look at the floor "you see...I come from a very distant land...I am the son of 2 hard workers and they passed on this passion to me..." he looks at his dirty hand, which has done so much work for so many years. "but the job they loved... took away the life they loved. My mother died when I was 8, she was cooking for her boss... when suddenly she made a mistake and a fire started to rage... my mother was a very good woman" Mimmo begins to relax the muscles of his face, as he begins to cry. "so she tried to save her boss, who didn't believe her, until the fire took over the whole house with my mother's boss and... my mother too. My father however died when I was 14... We were working in a cave, digging all day. One day, my father forgot to take his flashlight... and the floor of the cave was impossible to see... but he didn't care and decided to go. He fell from 5 m... he didn't make it. But all this didn't matter to me, I continued to work... when one day I finally decided..." Mimmo's face takes on a glorious look "that I want to be free, not I want to work for others, I want to work for myself... take food for myself, kill for me and when I feel exhausted at night... I know I did it for myself... but I'm not happy.. .it's not like that, I want to achieve full freedom" Mimmo raises his head and looks the old hag in her eyes.
