Surrounded by sad clowns playing funeral music unceasingly, the aged circus directress is slowly agonising. Death rattles and cruel guffaws melt in a long music march. There’s no other possibility but to hell with her!
But what is going to follow it? Chaos, murder, and finally panic breaks out.

’If attack is realised, there are only a few seconds to put on defensive equipment. Let’s stand back to the wind, hold our breath, close the eyes and look for a gas mask. Should we notice the attack too late, it is still worth putting on the mask, since it can enhance the chance of survival.’

(announcement on the internet before a possible Iraqi chemical attack)