A photographer is awarded a Pulitzer Prize for his photo from Sudan and shortly after that he commits a suicide. A cameraman, whose footage from Eritrea provoked a worldwide aid response and helped thousands of kids, says: ‘I pray to God to forgive me for what I have done.’ A reporter, working in Iraq for the Red Cross, is kidnapped and decapitated by the terrorists, who film the execution to broadcast it on the Internet. A war correspondent who lost her eye in an explosion in Sri Lanka, but never stopped covering conflicts, shows a dying baby,regardless of criticism that ‘it is too much to show on the evening news.’ She says that her heart broke but people must ‘see this to stop this’. Two days after that last aterial she dies in a rocket attack in Syria. Journalists very often risk their lives to take pictures, descend to hell to bring testimonies and tell the stories of real-life horror, fear and terror. Accused of cynicism, the reporters are determined to show the world the things which most of people are afraid to see. Their apocalyptic images sometimes contribute to the end of bloods hed; their stories raise awareness and move our hearts. Have we ever wondered what is the price they pay for telling us about unimaginable horror they face every day? How do they deal with fear, reporting on terror and acts of human evil? I want to tell the story about professional storytellers: about their lives, devoted to bearing witness to the horrors of this world; about their more-or-less heroic deaths; about their struggle to deal with fear and qualms. This chapter presents those who paid the highest price for the stories of fear, horror and terror
