December, 1952. absolutely all the streets of London are covered with thick fog. you are walking down the street and from severe dizziness you forgot where you were going... a young gentleman is coming to meet you. he notices you and quickly drags you into the first building he comes across. He carefully examines you, as if he worries about you and tries to understand what is happening to you. After a short pause, he finally spoke. "Hey, why are you walking the streets in this weather?!"