Drauss woke up. He had another nightmare. He got up, and overlooked the city centre of the planet. He had been discovered in the underground metropolis, and chased out by angry Deathworms. Now, he resides in an abandoned house, on top of the BT tower. He hardly had any possessions, save for a knife and a radio. He tuned in, and it played. Drauss grunted. The song wasn't cheering him up. Nothing could, for he was hated everywhere. He slipped out and went to the market square. He put an iron mask on, to stop himself being recognised. "Please! I didn't know about the failsafe-"