How can we be so sure, that we are living, living at all. Maybe we are dead and don´t know why. Don´t know how we died. Everything is turning in circles around and around...
We are in a living hell. It would be the perfect hell... people even don´t know that they are in here... defenseless to manipulation... maybe they know what all is about, when they are alone, without the interaction with other people around them... We have repressed our memory... to avoid the pain !!!
So we are here to reveal our cause of death in this twisted experiment, isn´t it this way?