Picture the scene. Grigori in his car driving down Highway 93 to Abrahadabra City. The sun is shining, birds are singing, and everything is fine.
Suddenly he pulls a handbrake turn and starts driving the wrong way down the road. Naturally there's a lot of on-coming traffic. Grigori grips the wheel and desparately tries to dodge the other cars. "Where the hell did all this traffic come from? Why am I being punished like this?" he yells. (Well duhh! Isn't it obvious?
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Flashing lights and sirens announce the arrival of the Law. "Pull over! Thou hast no right but to do thy Will." "Turn the car around or expect the direful judgments of Ra Hoor Khuit!"
"This is so unfair!" screams Grigori. "I don't deserve to be punished like this. It's not my fault."
CRASH!