dream03 - 01.03.11

Night. A street, few people wandering around, including me. I adjust my hood so my face can't be seen. I am the infamous Ezio after all; it wouldn't do to be recognised.
my iPod is on the ground (what is an iPod?) and I bend down to pick it up. The moment I touch it, everyone stops.
They look at me, and I see unfiltered hostility.
I obey instinct and sprint in the opposite direction. I vault and dodge various obstacles but still the horde follows me - The Borgia must have trained them to be able to keep up with me. But then, I am not as young as I was.
Why do they want this strange...(iPod)? Leonardo must know what it is.
Perhaps it is some unknown power.

My robes catch on a railing as I vault it to reach the street below
I try to correct my balance but its too late.
Falling. I see a spiked fence beneath me...
So this is to be the end of the great Ezio Auditore da Firenze.

Shit.