The Queen of Hearts would represent me, in case of selecting that card, I would be able to chose my own salvation. In any other case, I would depend on a group of heartless gangsters. Encouraging.

I shuffled the cards while singing “Always look at the bright side of life” and pick a card at random... “Ace of Spades, who is the Ace of Spades?”

A man with oriental features rose his hand. My vision was blurry and I couldn’t recognize his face.

MY OPTIMISTIC HYPOTHESIS. He could be from a oriental former URSS republic. They are certainly good hearted people.

MY PESSIMISTIC HYPOTHESIS. I could be tortured by a barbaric Japanese Yakuza.

HARSH REALITY. He was insane and decided to take me to a Fast Food restaurant. Bloody Hell!