The quest for the Brand Manifesto (8)
Finally, alive and kicking!
Here I am again...! Phew, wait until I’ll tell you what I’ve just experienced! A few hours ago I woke up and thought, "Where am I now?". After a while I noticed I was a medieval castle, but where exactly wasn’t clear to me. Apparently somebody (the men from the helicopter, perhaps?) took me to a different location. To my surprise I saw that all my belongings were searched! I got my phone back, but noticed that somebody had been trough my correspondence with home. They obviously overtook my itinerary... In my confusion, I heard one of the men say: "We need to Glencree, that’s where the Brand Manifesto’s got to be.”
I was still in my room, desperate to get out, when I saw that I had received a new message on my mobile. It was my wife! It read: "Look at the little side pocket of your National Geographic backpack if you are in need. Gr. V.” Using the old Swiss Army knife of my father that she had hidden in there so conveniently, I picked the lock of my room! Then I noticed all kinds of hallways and passages inside the castle...