“This is Bengram, one of the traitors!” suddenly a voice sounds behind you.Amongst a group of shady figures stands an ugly, old man, pointing with his finger towards [NAME]. Some bypassers, who realized this incident, stare at you in a hostile manner. While [NAME] sprints around the next corner, all ahead inspite of his short legs, [NAME] and [NAME] seem to be in no hurry. They have to suffer some kicks and punches by the outraged crowd, before they manage to escape too. [NAME] looks around astonished, then shruggs, turns around and simply continues [his/her] way. While the crowd stays unsure about what to do and the old man keeps standing there with his arm raised, you turn around and follow your mate as cool as possible. Hardly turned around the next corner, you all start running as if by command. [NAME] laughs at the old man:“If I had to look at this face in the mirror everyday, I would be nearly blind too!” The old freezes for a moment, then he starts to swear intensly at you. The crowd stops its hostile manner and appreciates the funny situation. After some time the pals of the old succeed in dragging him away while he keeps scolding continousely. “Bengram!” [NAME] drawls. [NAME] looks angrily at [NAME], then both start laughing as if by command.
