From the moment they are born, the fate of these babies begins to be controlled by others, they have no life of their own, no freedom, and no human rights.

From birth, they begin to receive the most terrifying things in the world, and before daylight, half of the babies have already lost their lives.

Falling from a height, scary pictures, these are just the daily experiences they experience, and after the first year of age, the few babies who survive can see the sun.

There are too many babies buried in the dark, they have not laughed, they have not experienced the warmth of family.

Cold and terrifying, this is what they have to face every day, so when they turn one year old and learn to speak, they are much faster than children from normal families.

At the age of three, only three of the hundreds of babies remained, including a pair of twins and a girl, and the three were brought into the laboratory to be subjected to horrific biological experiments.

As long as they receive the vaccine, no one can guarantee their safety, because the vaccine itself is a product in development.

But that day, the professor of the laboratory did not succeed, just in time for the police clearance, and the professor hid the three children in a room on the second floor of the laboratory.

The three-year-old child did not yet know what it meant to escape, but the planned police climbed up to the second floor through the back window and rescued the three children.

The officers did not succeed in retreating, and during the exchange of fire with the enemy, all of them were killed, and of course the enemy suffered a great loss.

One of the boys, who was lost with everyone, wandered through the cold streets and was taken to the police station by mistake.

When questioned by the police, the boy did not know anything, of course, this was also the result of the training of those people, he would not say anything, and in the boy's memory, if he said anything about the laboratory, he would be beaten.

Boys are afraid, afraid, and afraid.

The orphanage became the final destination for boys, and the boys could have grown up healthy in the orphanage, but unfortunately, the orphanage here had long been controlled by those people, and the boy fell into the clutches again.

At the age of five, the boy went through the police and those people again, and after being rescued for the second time, the boy had his own home, which was a big family with many police uncles.

This is different from the boy's perception, the boy who has received anti-education since childhood feels that these police officers are warm, and gradually, the boy feels the warmth of humanity.

The policeman's uncle could not keep him with him, so he had to send him to a boarding school, where the boy, although he did not fall into the clutches of those people again, began to receive another special training.

This is a very special training base, the training received is different from before, although it is very hard, but I don't feel the fear before, compared to before, the boy likes it very much, and he likes that part of life very much.

After this life lasted for a while, two other children appeared, the same two children who had gone missing.

But the boy felt very strange, as if only he could see the person who looked exactly like him, and his classmates often laughed at him, because the child behaved strangely, and all the children isolated him, excluded him, and stayed away from him.

Every once in a while, the boy would be approached by the policeman's uncle to spend a long time in the little dark room, and he did not know how long he had spent there.

When he came out of the little dark room, the boy felt that he no longer existed, and he didn't know what this feeling was, and he didn't know where he was going, and he always felt that his behavior was another self, no, another person.

This cannot be described as another self, because his perspective is always looking down on the way this body behaves, as if he always sees himself from a third perspective when he sees himself in a dream, which is incomprehensible.

The number of times he was poured into the small black room was fixed, and the interval was also very regular, and every time he came out of the small black room, he felt that he had changed as a person, as if he had been a new person.

But one day when he came out of the small dark room, he instantly found the original feeling, the old self returned, and the feeling of the body did not deceive him, this is a very familiar feeling.

Until he entered the small black room again, this feeling was gone, and he didn't know why, he always felt that there was an indescribable consciousness that kept coming out of his body alternately.

There are a lot of people in their bodies, and these people appear every time they come out of the little dark room.

Three more years later, the boy was eight years old, and he realized his true self again.

At this time, no one has told him what he is doing, and this life seems to be being manipulated by others all the time.

He wants to do things with his own consciousness, he wants to do what he likes, he wants to play with mud, he wants to play football, he wants to contact other children.

But every time it didn't work, someone was stopping him from doing these things, and the aunt was very fierce to him, and the only person he was afraid of in the kindergarten.

Auntie seemed to know what was going on in his heart, and every time he wanted to do something he wanted to do, Auntie would come out to stop him.

As a result, he was even more scared and afraid to do these things.

Until the day the kindergarten burned down, he desperately ran away, trying to escape to a place where no one was in charge of him.

There was no one chasing him behind, but he still didn't want to stop, so he kept running, and kept running.

Eventually, he collapsed, tired, but he still crawled on the ground, not wanting to look back, not knowing where he was, just thinking that he could keep running.

For the first time, the eight-year-old boy had a question about himself, he wanted to know why he was doing this, why did he keep running like this when no one was chasing him?

At this time, someone spoke, and the person who spoke told him not to stop.

Just as the boy wanted to keep running, another voice stopped him and told him not to run, and there was no one chasing him.

There were still a lot of voices talking gibberish, of course the boy himself was saying what he wanted to say, the boy didn't want those people to quarrel anymore, they were really annoyed, very irritable.

When the boy stopped, all the voices stopped, and at this time the people around him were looking at him, and in the eyes of those people, the boy was like an anomaly, although he was only eight years old, the boy could see the look of rejection in the eyes of those people.

Like the children before, there was some contempt and fear in the eyes of this rejection, and those people were scolding him, despising him, and at the same time fearing him.

I've seen too many of these contradictory looks, and if you don't strike first at this time, you'll definitely be bullied by those people next.