Back to top 3rd Nov. 2005

"And just what does that mean anyway?", Cogil was sounding cryptic.
"Boy, we had a had a great time last night. I'll tell you about it sometime.", Cogil explained.
Was that really supposed to be an explanation? It was like something out of a badly written novel made up as the author went along in a blind episode of ambition.
"Cogil, I..."
"Vincent we're leaving soon. Get a bath, grab a sign and I'll show you where we're going."

Half an hour later I had grabbed a sign that said "Happless for Happiness" and was running back the government district. I wasn't sure what that meant but I didn't have much time to choose or ask.

We had apparently decided upon running through West Towz back towards the Government District.

It was another beautiful day in the city of Towz. The western portion of the city mainly consisted of a residential district with a few shops for food and other essential goods. Many government employees make the western section of the city their home for its close proximity to the government district.

The group was now finally coming up on the natural barrier between the two districts. Though it was less then a quarter mile from the apartment Vincent had spent the night in, his heart was already pounding. This after all was his first ever day as a purchased-and-paid-for protestor for a large, mysterious group against another even larger slightly less mysterious group.  ¶ 11:19 AM