Awake in the thick darkness soaked in precipitation and unable to sleep. The one who hunts the hunters is being hunted by an enemy that can't be suppressed or killed. Money, power and fame is useless against this enemy. Him whom everyone fears Now has his tail between his legs, living every seconds of life as the hunted and in fear.
Mean while this same enemy has given to many comfort in times of pain, it has been the light when in lost paths and has put smiles on the faces of many.
A friend or an enemy it could be either of them depending on the past.
What is your memory to you? A friend? Or an enemy?
ENNIGMA OVER AND OUT