He was a dark skinned man sitting among other dark skinned men in the recreation room they claimed as their own. He had no name in the dream, and it felt as though none of the others had names either. All of the men were tense, including him. The violence of operations in the gang war was increasing, and he was a silent traitor who never planned to escape the system. Instead, he planned to find himself through human sacrifice, as he himself had been sacrificed. He gave this plan no god and no name. Yet he saw himself as a miracle worker who would kill both of these men as time stalked them. He already knew that he would kill them both. He did not know when, only that when he did, he would be known as a divine revelation.