CHAPTER 2

ENKI/FRANK BAUER

PREPARATION

July 1, 1979, 11.00 AM

New York, Wall Street

People had finally brought out the"Walkman". When I was born on my homeplanet Dillimus, this invention had already been around for some time. The technology was already advanced and available in the form of a button that you put in your ears. Later they were built directly into the avatars and you no longer had to put anything in your ears. I've always loved listening to music anywhere and at any time. As I had always been a dreamer, I could immerse myself in other worlds, escape into my own modest cosmos and indulge in the thoughts and dreams that accompanied me. As we had already been on earth for several centuries, I had to do it with my own singing voice in my head until that day. But now the time had come, and the timing couldn't have been better. I had to carry out the"Wall Street attack". An attack that would advance capitalism. The purpose was to put the nascent opposition at the time in a bad light and elevate the bankers in that neihborhood to an honourable pedestal. I had already planned numerous, more complex attacks and this one was easy in comparison. That's why I had planned it all by myself and also carried out the entire execution myself. It was 11:00 in the morning and the company"Sony" stated that they would release the"Walkman" at 11:30. The attack was planned for shortly after noon, as the bankemployees were eating their meals at this time. They went outside to get their food so they could stuff it down in their crowded offices. The New Yorkers had already greatly expanded their public transportation network and connected the cities with new elevated trains. It was a very aesthetically pleasing sight, as the sometimes-high drawbridges that were pulled through the city radiated a sublime impression. The middle class was visibly enthusiastic about it, people boarded the trains with great pride and rode through the city at a height of seven meters. When people had invented this kind of transportation, the trains were still steam-powered and I liked the sight even more back then. Now they were electrically powered, but the carriages still retained their original charm.

A few days ago, I deposited four Semtex bombs in a freight train on the West Side Freight Line, which ran through the middle of Manhattan. Unlike the rest of the elevated rail network in New York, this High Linewas not built for passenger transport, but for freight. It wasn't my primary goal to kill a lot of people there, because I was after the bank employees on Wall Street. So the explosion, which was planned at 12.10 p.m. on Washington Avenue,was just a distraction. After the diversion, I had to plant various C4 bombs in the main building of the financial complex at 40 Wall Street.Security measures were