They say it was a legend, that it was impossible to penetrate. My friend Iago was determined to disprove that theory, and of course, he dragged me along with him. Straight into trouble. He heard that there was treasure, and of course that caught his attention. So at 2 in the morning, he threw rocks at my window. His sleep deprived father had driven him over, and 15 minutes later I was in their old Honda Civic, driving over to the tower. Around halfway to the tower, that’s where we ran into trouble, and by trouble, I mean the police.