It's a wet autumn day as Henk Schoenmaker walks the path many others did before him. Driving to Rotterdam and taking the boat to spend many weeks on there. Everyone knows it's hard work but eventually it pays off.
After weeks of butchering on the ship he finally steps onto land wondering.

Is it worth it? Am I doing the right thing to return where my grandfathers have fallen? Would something similar happen to me?

After a while he ends up in Philadelphia or what his grandfather used to say "Philly".
He wonders down some old and abandoned nightclubs with worn off signs saying something like "The Fl--i-go" The letters used to be pink as he can see but that's about it.

Is this the place the prophecy foretold? Could it be?

He walks further slightly confused. He has no idea what do or what to do or where to look when all of a sudden a man speaks to him.

You look lost kid! What are you doing in this old shitty town? You're definitely in the wrong place.

He turns around and sees a man in a suit. A nice suit, something that costed him a buck. You can tell by the fabric... Anyhow I digress. Eventually he has the courage to speak up to the man because let's be honest, what does he have to lose at this point?

I'm just looking around sir! Do you have any idea where I need to be because I have no clue.

The man shows a grin and tells the young Henk Schoenmaker.

Come with me kid. We have a long drive ahead of us until we reach proper civilization. Ever heard of the windy city?

He doesn't hesitate to get into the car. Who knows? At least it's better than the place he was..... probably.... I think. On the ride there he can't get rid of that image, "The Fl--i-go". Maybe that is something the future will tell.......