A very catchy melody could be heard in the background. Some knowledgeable musicologists said it was a pre-smoking song heard in certain places of worship to honor those who died. Peter was dressed, according to the solemnity of the occasion, in rigorous etiquette. Black trousers, white shirt and black jacket. On his head, the dark top hat, characteristic of that ancient ceremony, topped off the dress. On the floor a large red carpet stretched across the entire width of the hall. A clown dressed in gala, with a gigantic red nose and a jacket with multicolored sequins, was at the end of the carpet. He was behind a pulpit juggling colored balls.
“s**t. Marlboroach took me. This is the end. Death...”.
As a reporter, Peter had seen countless times how people"s bodies looked after the ceremony
