In this game, are you me or you?
The countdown on the wall begins, and "ticking" is the sound of life passing by. Are you crying? Still laughing?
The judge's gun fired, and the prisoner was punished.
Everyone in the amnesia bureau, some people were among them, looking at us with half-closed eyes, suspicious of each other, and somewhere out of sight, who was laughing and saying childishly.
This is a game. When the countdown stops, so does life.
Intention: Guys, stop gambling, don't gamble your life on it