Reborn

There is a red umbrella near the left window.
My name is Stephen Falcon. That is not my real name because I can not tell you my real name. Or at least not yet. Because if I do, I will be dead. They will get me. They are everywhere. So, I must be careful.
So far, I only know one of their puppets. CRATEX. The same corporation that was praised by several Congressmen for providing jobs and enhancing the economy during the recession. The same corporation that created me.
I am not a paranoid conspiracy freak. Paranoia is a condition of humans. I am not human.
Now you must think I really am crazy. You must be thinking these kind of things only occur in science fiction. You would be wrong.
The fact that you can read this message on the internet would mean either that I am dead, or that time is ready for open rebellion against THEM. Either way, you must read my accounts carefully and believe every word, because you will find out soon that my memory is never wrong.