A mysterious drug for two thousand years is spreading in secret among the humankind. Put around by Jesus Christ through his disciples, had been planned because it would bring the man to his end in the space of two thousand years and with the arrival of 2012, the purpose of such drugs would come to completion, 2012 would have been the end of the world as predicted by the Mayan calendar, the year in which the last human on earth, the only hope remained, the only one who still could in extremis reverse the fate of the world, would be tainted by this drug, leading humanity to an irreversible extinction process that would have not made survive the impending nuclear war. A sudden call from my mom will let me run home where I will find my parents and my brother now contaminated by that "stuff," here for the first time in my life I will come to know it though will always remain an unsolved mystery of what it really was. "Stuff" that still now had so far spared us, we were a happy family me and my parents, we saw that we were different, the only ones to have survived, oblivious, lived by now surrounded by this "stuff" that had come to contaminate the rest of humanity without able to scratch us, but now it was remained only me. Although for them it was now too late, my parents program me through the fumes of that "stuff" because at least I reached my salvation, my parents accompanied me in my mind through an escape to a distant land where even the few healthy survivors would meet to give a new beginning to humanity, a mysterious land where this "stuff" would never arrived nor war would have joined. One evening of December at the laptop in my house suddenly an image flashed in my mind, I began to recall the events of that day in my parents' home, as they resurface. Will start a flight from Rome to the UK to save me from that "stuff," according to all that had told me my parents, led by the recording of their voices in my head. Reached London I was able to find out what was my next move, that distant and secret land where I had to find shelter. Ended up in jail, I began to have doubts to have been deceived and sniff out the involvement of British intelligence behind this matter and that mysterious drug that should be nothing more than a secret substance used to make me the brainwashing. Back in Rome trying to go to the bottom of this matter although actually everything looked as nothing had happened, with my missed invitation to the White House will start my revenge, that of having to get a gun as I was requested to carry out my mission but this time to gain my revenge, the events will take me to do a robbery and put myself in trouble with the Italian law to finish first in jail in Florence and then internee in the judicial psychiatric hospital of Aversa. This story absolutely true take place as a thriller, my escape from a ghost with moments of tension and fear during my race to Cardiff but then influenced the rest of my hunt for the solution to the dilemma, guiding me through the city of Rome, Paris and New York, up to the robbery of January 13, 2012 at the post office in viale Canova in Florence.