You go to the Uglavarian Embassy. Its a cold dark building. Foreboding as the Country itself. You ask for political amnesty for your American crimes. They say only Ugla-Man himself decides such things. They give you a cell to stay in. You only get a hard fist sized piece of bread and a glass of water to live on a day. Your cell is cold and dark. Only dim light from under the door gives you any light at all. Weeks go by with you still waiting.