Go left

 

I

don't

have

time

to

deal

with

your

problems

right

now

– Is this tape still on?

We didn’t mean it to happen this way. There were various endings available to us. A high-speed chase was a favourite option, racing across grassy paddocks, crashing through farm gates and barbed wire fences followed by a tumbling, rolling crash into a ditch from which, miraculously, we manage to crawl free. Or the car explodes on impact and we are incinerated alive. Or maybe we come round a corner and there’s a blockade of cars, guns pointing at us from all angles and no escape. Or maybe we do escape, making it across the border, across the bridge to freedom just before it blows up, driving in the golden glow of a dusty sunset.

Either way, we didn’t want it to end like this. We didn’t want to hurt anybody. We wouldn’t even harm a fly. You’ll see.

What will happen to us now?