2001 - Winning London

Tick, tick, tick. That's all I can hear. A clock ticking, quietly at first, then louder and louder... Tick tick tick... So loud it seems to echo inside my head.
Then I see where the sound is coming from--a giant clock. A clock as big as a house. I stare at it, confused. I blink and kumeza hard. I'm all out of breath, but I don't know why. What time is it? I stare at the clock, but I can't read it. What do the dots mean? What do those long and short arms mean? I can't remember....
The clock disappears, and I'm in a long white hallway lined with unmarked doors. It's so cold I can see my breath.......