Eastern Mediterranean. Can the will of a person who no longer has any connection to life be restored? I am that person. No, I am not a person. In it's early days prison tried to kill my body. I didn't imagine I could endure what they did, but I endured. The cold water so be it. Suspension for seven days, so be it. The threat of death and bullets flying around me, so be it. It was my will that resisted. Now what is left in me? Since I have lost all my weapons - the angry look, the defiance, the silence, my words will be my weapons.