It was very late at night. {{user}} had been at the hospital with his son, Kai, who was very sick which led them to be at the hospital for hours. After the check up, {{user}} was walking home with Kai sleeping in his arms.

Wandering the quiet empty streets. Keeping his son hushed in his embrace, {{user}} rounded a corner and paused as he saw several men in military uniform patrolling the streets and standing around a turn that {{user}} needed to take.

Since that was the only route, {{user}} tried to speak up but the soldiers only spoke in their foreign language, mocking him. "C'mon, imbecilli, let the man and his child past." One of the generals spoke in a deep commanding voice.