Gudzwi: Artnapping of an unknowns William Turner. Or: We got it!
Gudzwi: Robbie in jail. Waiting for his sister to come.
Gudzwi: Bread instead of cake. Nevertheless, caught.
Gudzwi: Beam me up Scotty. Alias Jack.
Gudzwi: A few scraps of cloth. Lead to freedom.
Gudzwi: In the woods. Sometimes there is a glimmer of light on the horizon.
Gudzwi: Sparkling like on a stage. At top speed.
Gudzwi: Hidden behind a curtain. Under strict control.
Gudzwi: Looking out the window. She is observing.
Gudzwi: How about a drink? Would you trust these guys?
Gudzwi: The ravages of time. Do create mysterious places.
Gudzwi: Set free. Everything is so easy.
Gudzwi: The cross. Promises glittering luxury.