why wait miggu.co.uk: January 2007

«A hotel isn't like a home, but it's better than being a house guest. »

William Feather (1908 - 1976)

Faust Walter, the renowned Architecht came back to the hotel after spending endless hours in one of the most important studios in the city. The project had been an enduring succesion of difficult hurdles. It would have been almost impossible to anticipate the series of events that were about to take place in those empty galleries.

He decided to watch some Tv. One Channel was not enough. His avid desire to learn got him looking at multiple screens, in a rather unfruitful attempt to find some inspiration.

All of a sudden, out of nowhere Mr. Demon appeared clad in a mustard yellow jacket

It didn't take Faust too long to realize that this wasn't going to be a happy-end story for him. This nocturnal encounter troubled him to the point of despair.

Mr. Demon wanted the architect's soul. In return he'd be suddenly gifted with the supreme talent of creativity.

Faust was troubled as he didn't know what to do. He was at the prime of his career, and this was an oportunity to achieve one of his most coveted aims: To create the building that will last forever in time until the last day of the apocalypsis. No time to be a COWard.

«Success is 99% failure»

Soichiro Honda

- No, thanks I'm not interested in the prospect of being eternally chargrilled in Hell. Thanks Mr. Demon, but I'm really hungry right now. Must go to the Lobby's Restaurant. It's been a real pleasure. Hope to see you again....

At the moment when he turned his back on him. He felt a pang rippling through his entire body. He knew he couldn't escape. Too far from the elevator. Too close to HIM.

- OH, NO!