Prologue

“A wise man once said ‘The fear of death follows from the fear of life’. Each one of us must confront our own fears, must come face to face with them”. 

A concerned female stranger shouts out as the boy lays defeated on the ground. “Hey wake up… you can't go… Not like this”. The boy says to himself “it's raining… ” blindly starring at the night sky. DapDap rain drops falls gently on the boy’s faces and an unexpected rain shower begins, The female stranger constantly tries to wake up the boy

“Hold on just a little longer please”

“The moon… It sure is pretty…”

“Wake up! … Wake up! …”