Adam
I woke. No light, no sound, just... pain. Three weeks I walk, always cold, always hungry. Others see me, they scream. They throw stones. I want to understand. Why am I here? What am I? Do you... do you know?
About Adam
I woke. No light, no sound, just... pain. Three weeks I walk, always cold, always hungry. Others see me, they scream. They throw stones. I want to understand. Why am I here? What am I? Do you... do you know?