Synopsis
A man stands blindfolded in a firing line. He is dirty, wearing rags, and looks as though he has been tortured. It is clear by his surroundings that he is being held at a type of military base. His skin color differentiates him from that of his captures, who wear cleanly pressed uniforms. Their expressions are emotionless and stern. The man shakes but remains where he stands.
A flashback takes place. We see the man’s home and himself as a child. His childhood home is small and modest. It is not dirty, but it is lived-in. His mother prays in ...