IRIS

My name is Iris Ignatious. The year is 2054. I can’t tell you where I am, but I can tell you my story. I’m a journalist, after all-- it’s what we do. I can tell you about the death threats, the drones, the courthouse. I can tell you about my friends, and the people who wanted to hurt them. I just hope I can tell all of it before it’s too late.