A dark haired man, with a pale look on his face is sitting in an almost empty appartment. He leans forward and stops for a moment. His hand reaches for a device lying on the table. With a deep sigh he presses a button.
A female voice sounds out from the device. "Transmission sent".
..INCOMING TRANSMISSION..
Comm ID: Didacus Jules
Origin: Planet Manhattan
Hello.. My name is Didacus. Didacus Jules.
I've been in prison.. I met some people there, they were speaking about freedom.. about justice. I listened and took their words to heart, which is why I am doing this. I am no criminal, if that is what you think. I served my time in jail for no good reason at all. So much for justice, so much for freedom.
Before my time in jail I was leading a small-time waste disposal company on Manhattan.
It was a family business, which I took over after my parents moved to Bretonia.
Being the oldest then at the age of 28, my four younger brothers looked up to me to run the business. This was ten years ago. They have since moved on to different jobs, while I remained.
It could have been worse, I admit. The life I have lived up until now was not a bad one. But I am prepared to throw it all aside. My life has been nothing but an illusion, and I want no more of it.
I am prepared to fight, for freedom and for justice.
This is Didacus Jules, ending transmission.