...I was walking to my hotel in the outskirts of the city. The night was already falling, and suddenly something caught my eye: I saw the letters OTUIA drawn in the cellar window dust with a child's hand. I hastened my steps, I did not want to get involved.

This came to my mind when I came home yesterday evening and saw the letters ATUA in a cellar window near my apartment.

There are special people living in the cellars, don't get involved with them.