"Time is running" "Those scars" "We're doomed" "This is sh*t!" "Run!!" "Find me" - Evil smile formed to the face of this someone in front of me. "Who are you?" Find me, find me through your heart, remember that beating heart is more powerful than deceiving eyes. We're secret agents, the one who solves cases, the one who finds the truth behind a lie. But what if? someday I woke up and knew the things that I'm not? We keep on searching yet, there's a question we keep to answer . . . . . Who are you?