A monster is chasing me. A type of cancer that opposes my wishes and multiplies my hardships. I run away. There is no way out from the disease that spreads, rots organs and clouds thoughts. "Tercer Mundo" is wanting to open my stomach to look for it, pierce it, extract it and, through it, form a different body. A new species, a creature part of social and fictional reality, hybrid. The desperate search for wanting to continue existing.
