Imagine waking up one morning on the sound of the birds whistling. Walking out side looking at the blue sky, while the cool breeze blowing through your hair. Sitting on the grass with the flowers surrounding you filling the air with its beautiful aroma. Suddenly the whistling turns into a loud harsh sound. The sky turns gray and becomes darker as time passes by. You find your self viciously thrown in a center of people suffering from illness and poverty. They all hold that violence look in their eyes. They hold a sense of rage and reveng ....