me again. I can't believe that you didn't tell me before! I'm waiting tables on Darmstadt since over four months, and yet you didn't tell me? That's insane, why didn't she tell me by herself even? Was she that afraid of me betraying her... that's just indescribably sad.

However, I might start from the beginning. I've been visiting my grandma at the rest home on Stuttgart yesterday. You know - her farm got distrained and a faciliy of Synth Foods was built there years ago.

So, today she didn't felt very well, and she told me some of her deepest secrets... seriously, why did nobody tell me? I mean, 40 years ago! I wasn't even born at that time! Grrr.

Long story short, she admitted to have been part of the Farmers Rights union, known as the WVS. And apparently she still had large influence until Synth Foods took all what she had left. Except for one thing.

And here comes the interesting part. She gave me an adress to a small ghost-farm in the middle of nowhere. And I've found this very special "tractor" in its barn. Fully functional! Now that's the reason why I contacted you. What am I supposed to do with it? Grandma told me that she wanted to leave her inheritance to me. Heidi Korn - does that name sound familiar?

Anyhow, you got to tell me what I shall do with it before anyone else finds it.

Gut. I really have to think about this for a while first. It's all going so fast now, I need to consider the possibilities I got.

And like my Grandma always used to say: "When one door shuts, another opens." Maybe it's about time to shut some doors and start something new. It's just... I can't let go the known environment, but I can't live without any it anymore neither. I've been waiting for the changes for so long already. I hope it won't need a coin toss for me to decide.

I think I'll give it some time. And maybe, my current position could bear advantages for us - if I plan to carry it on simultaneously. Meanwhile I'll see what else I can find on that farm. I bet there's a few old pitchforks somewhere, too.

good decisions need time. And to repeat my Grandma's words; "When one door shuts, another opens." And it did shut. Already a few months ago. However, yesterday I received the official statement. Though, I'm disappointed about their sloppiness - or rather glad - I can't say. Whatsoever, I had plenty of time to collect valuable datas within the last two years. Not to forget my spacecrafts I have already hidden in the very same barn I found that tractor. But I need a safer place. They'll probably try to locate them, because in wrong hands, they could be a malicious tool for confusion and chaos. Once it's all water under the bridge of course.

So, I've brought the old tractor to the repair shop already - guess it'll need some time for full restoration. Meanwhile, I'll probably stay on Darmstadt doing some waitressing. As usual.