A guide led me through a bun. We were plucking ourselves a way through the bread when we got in a chamber that looked threatening. I asked the guide if he recognized a point in the ceiling that looked like a sort of fungus: brownish threads of biological material crawling allover. From it emerged a creature that rolled towards us. It's body was disc-shaped and it had at least six legs, being little bigger than a common house-spider, which it also resembled.

The colours were mostly brown and black. It rolled towards us, circled around us and than away from us before returning, obviously curious. It overcame its fear and ran over my body. When I made swapping movements with my hands to chase it off it kind of changed into a butterfly-like creature, flew up and circled around me a few more times.

At the same time a female friend of mine was in danger. She was in an all white room with two plastic benches in the middle, back to back. Here and there laserbeams had been fired across the room. Most were red, some were green. Once emitted, the beams stayed. My friend already had a small fleshwound at her leg where one of the beams had hit her. More beams filled the room when you could see the creature emitting them: It seemed to be a baby's head in a half-round plastic yelow bowl.

Whilst my friend crawled the room for her life she knew I was on my way to rescue her. At one point the baby-head stood on one of the benches to fire it's laserbeams from there. It lost balance and fell. Out the now broken yellow bowl slipped a slimy oval and extremele large children's head. Suddenly the rest of the body had formed, wearing blue and red clothes. Now the being had evolved and could aim it's laserbeams more accurately.

When I entered the room my friend shouted to warn me for a laserbeam. I evaded two by climbing onto one of the couches.


It was some time in the future.

Mankind had been genetically enhanced so every individual could only feel one emotion at the time.

They thought it would rid the world of a lot of suffering. In stead the earth turned into chaos.

Humankind needs different emotions to cope with everyday life.



Through our network and careful deduction we discovered an ancient plot.
For at least 60 years rumours had been carefully started and spread to make eveyone believe the ducks had started the final war and by a combined effort of other nations they had been almost wiped out.

The moment I found out "they" came after me with dogs and torches and I had to run for my life. Running through an empty riverbed they almost caught up to me when a follow-believer rescued me at the cost of his jacket that was caught by some kind of white grappling hook.

When I knocked on the door of the Duck's headquarters at first they wouln'd let me in because apparently I represented the establishment. When they eventually did I only saw a scared littly boy, hiding behind a chair and a very sick man in a rocking chair at a fireless fireplace in a badly lit room.

The man was a friend in real life, who died some years ago.

When -in my dream- I told him the truth about the duckwars he told me he was grateful for my efforts but he already knew.