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  I began to feel a sharp pain in my side, when I opened my eyes I was laying on the ground with soldiers all around, kicking me and screaming “wake up!!!”. At that moment I truly hoped it was all a bad dream. That I had never found the old books and never started my search. I wished I had never learned this truth because there was nothing I could do… I couldn’t help anyone. Nothing would change even if I told the whole world. The perpetrators of these crimes were so far away none of us could ever hope to reach them in order to make them pay for what they’ve done. As I suspected from the beginning this was all a mistake and I had done nothing but made things worse for myself.

  As I came to, they grabbed me and stood me up against the wall, fists and boots coming at me from all directions. Then I looked down just in time to see my own knife being plunged into my stomach. They were all yelling different things at me “why did you do this!?”, “why are you here!?”, “we’re going to kill you”. I felt them stab me three more times but there was no pain, just numbness and the pressure from the blade entering my stomach.

  They threw me to the ground and one of them kicked me in the face as hard as he could. All I could taste is blood. I don’t know why but I wasn’t afraid, if anything I was ready to die. What I had learned made life not worth living anymore. Even if I did escape I wouldn’t be able to function knowing what I know. When I opened my eyes one of the soldiers had a gun pointed at my face. This was it; this is what my journey had gotten me.

  As I faced death, all I could think about was how they could have done this to the world. How could people knowingly destroy the planet for money and power and then just leave everyone to suffer and die. I truly couldn’t believe that so many people could be so evil and be able to live knowing everyone here on Earth is in hell because of what they did. As his finger began to clench down on the trigger, it made me realize that it had to be true…I was being silenced. My journey had yielded the truth, and as I closed my eyes in preparation for my death, my only regret was that I wouldn’t be able to share it with the world. Even though it seemed futile, it could have done something… Maybe even inspired a worldwide revolution.