Some people have woken up to the world around them. They’ve woken up to the evil that surrounds them. The injustice that polluted their society. And some haven’t. Some have remained silent. Silenced by authority. Silenced by weapons. Silenced by threats. Their fear is always accompanied by the notion of death, that doesn’t come by their hand. They are the anonymous few. Some are still asleep, in a treacherous slumber. Everything is meaningless. It is all temporary.