We live a normal life. Sure, many may disagree, but to the point of others, we live a normal life. A life where we can hear others, see others, feel the touch of others. We know that others exist. But not the H.A.T.E.S A society of humans, created to be slaughtered. They cannot be heard, they cannot be seen, they cannot be felt. They may be sitting next to you right now, and it would feel as nothing but a whisp of air. And as much as they try to interact with the others, they can do nothing but watch them live their lives, agonizing, pleading, dreaming, wishing they could have what they had: senses. They are nothing but air to the Living Ones. But to H.I.M, they're a game, a thrill, prey, Two worlds. Two creatures. Two people.