Idris: We had a tour and excitement filled our cups until we came to the Army Post Hospital. When I knew it was the same place where the young Moros stayed, it felt like I was on an adventure so I walked alone. The place was dark but the moment was very clear as I glanced to the old damaged walls and saw the markings. My fellow Bangsamoro, know that the information, the names, messages were not only written on the walls but in our hearts, in our minds, and in our memory.