I'm wandering in a nightmare, not knowing where I am.
It was a test of human nature, it was a cruel game; he was out of place, she was smiling and crying, I was unknown, my brother's sister, my sister's brother...
Is it a nightmare in reality, or a reality in a nightmare?
In the nightmare, it feels like you are living in reality; in reality, you have not yet gotten rid of the memory of the nightmare.
So, am I you?
Concept: The cruelty of war and the selfishness of human nature