Listening

October 5, 1981, your suspicions are confirmed. The kind neighbor from the upstairs apartment, Mr. Georg Jurkowski, has been spying on each of your movements for months. He has registered your routines in a diary and has recorded all your telephone conversations. Fortunately, as you well know, Mr. Jurkowski goes out for a walk every morning with his faithful friend Durkan, a docile German shepherd with a developed sense of smell and even better hearing, around Alexanderplatz, the nerve center of East Berlin. His walk lasts one hour, time during which you have to locate, in his safe, a computer disk with all the false evidence that Stasi intends to accuse you of spying on the GDR, and leave the room without being discovered.