Richard Zele

Houdini's return Richard Zele

After my bungled attempt, we were staring at each other. I believed he would just shoot me to death right away and end of story. - Don't you try this again! You cannot evade your fate, and if you try it again, I will shoot at your left hand so you will continue to build the wall like that. I surrendered to the facts indicating I could not escape from this situation for the time being. So I continued my job and my way all along the path of this monstrosity paved for me by this fiendish bastard. Why me? I wanted to know the whereabouts of my assignor. Or else, would it be he who paid for posing this terrible challenge on me?I did not know the answers, but the wall in front of me had already reached the level of my eyes, and this was a quick-drying material indeed, developed for industrial purposes. The lower rows elevated by him had already dried out well, so that when I finish building the entire wall I would not be able to demolish it manually or to kick it to pieces. I stopped for a moment to make a last psychological attempt, our sights crossed, and I looked deep down into the eyes of this man with his distracted look. I believe I saw deepness, melancholy, and something unaccountable in his eyes. I stopped building the wall and waited for him to burst out in laughter, to disengage me from this terror, and to give me back my freedom. There was silence for a moment giving me the hope that some miracle could still happen. - Go on!