Standing between freedom and doom, bound by ill-fate without the slightest idea of their destination, miserable and defenseless men and women, onboard a mysterious old 'train'. They seemed too 'tall' to observe the ground where they stand, too intelligent to receive instructions and too 'wise' to ponder on the riddles of life. They learned the truth-the hard way. Who's to blame for their ordeals? When a man is offered a 'club' or matchete and a torchlight on a dark path infested with venomous snakes, what does he do with the two? Clutch to them for both defense and illumination or throw them away to his peril? Then what most mortals call 'fate' becomes what wisdom refers to as 'choice'. When a man picks up a sparkling diamond over the power and the light of the sun, or chooses the valley's depths over the mountain's peak, isn't that a misplaced choice in plain sight? Trapped in the old man's garment-the enemy's uniform, they ignored the deep voice speaking from the strange place. Will they be saved from the dangers ahead?
