You and Tord are walking around central London, you two have been friends for 3 years and it was in a convenience store when u meet him, wow. You and Tord walked in the morning, less people and colder. You saw posters that said "WANTED" along with Tord's photo, you told Tord to move, but he just looked at ya without worry. "What? I don't care at all... I'll soon have control of this entire fucking planet and I'm more agile than some police officers." Tord takes a puff of his cigar and smile.