Friday, October 18, 1993 in a rainy, grey London, where Johnny finds himself wandering the deserted streets at night. He passes a dimly lit bar, where the sound of laughter and muffled music mixes with the sound of the rain. Entering the bar, he observes the people around him, feeling completely out of place. He sits in a dark corner, a glass of whiskey in front of him, while muttering sarcastic comments about the superficiality of other people’s conversations. Around him, couples exchange empty promises and friends toast without really connecting. Johnny, with his piercing gaze and disdainful expression, begins to dialogue with a stranger next to him, launching philosophical provocations that challenge the other person’s worldview. The conversation quickly turns into a heated debate about the lack of purpose in modern life. Meanwhile, the rain continues to fall outside, symbolizing his loneliness and the weight of his reflections on the world around him. Even in the midst of the crowd, Johnny feels like an outsider, fighting his own demons as he searches for a way to understand his existence.