Since the place of my story is in a digital concentration camp that is still visible, my words to members of my people are: "We are your children from the nightmare of the future. We are a warning among you. You did not recognize your child by killing mine. You don't recognize your girls by abusing me. We're just prototypes of your loved ones coming". In vain. They look at me but they don't see me, they listen to me but they don't hear me...An indoctrinated bunch of blind fools...Nowhere man, there are no people who would understand that.