Here is a story about a gentle soul who has been cast into an unforgivable situation.

How does one conclude (finalize) an event that is premature in its evolution, where its cycle and boundary is truly ambiguous in nature?

Welcome to a story of a nonfiction origin that is presented to you in an ambience of fictitious roots. It is a colorful arrangement of what is true, coated and masked with mild apocalyptic infusion and distasteful occurrences in modern day time.  Polished underground abuse in the work place is only the tip of the iceberg in this tale.  At first it was too easy to dismiss the prejudices as ignorance in another person’s lack of knowledge. Still on mother Earth it is sometimes a hard pill to swallow, or is it?

There is no one man or woman that is immune to the experiences of dark times in life.  With that being said, welcome to a story that shows how one person chooses to deal with his abstracts from dark to light and  where the protective shield and the cocoon structure of the workplace erodes and the common source for one’s bread and butter must be recalculated with new adaptation.

Welcome to this author’s true life story where the bottom line is, that he was wronged by friend, or was it foe in sheep’s clothing? Through these non-fictitious lenses the truth will be revealed. A triangle of friends, or people with a common goal, will come together and assist Subject 261(the main character of this story) in his quest for justice. In the end I think you will agree that someone must be held accountable and that the perpetrator must be punished! Tell me, would you not have exercised your rights and dammed those who had condemned you without just cause?