This place, is a lair, a hive, of a predator, who is either a terrorist group, a racist, or a monster, sociopath or psychopath. Why he became so powerful perfect and invincible is because of his lure, his people. They who come to take us day after day, they’re not regular people, but log. This lair and hive has a singular conscience or omnipresence that keeps coming to take us, and keeps finding us in one another. It stays dominant, even an invisible monster, best be treated as a product, of red queen politics, of Narus, DMs, scholars, elite agents of all mighty Pandutji. But that is not Rt. Only way to survive this hive is to survive the predator, who stays hidden until a D-day incident breaks, and stops Rt. That incident is a game, story or fiction, here called Rt. Otherwise it is the incident for me, and I shall not survive, when they come, as this time they won’t leave. Find Rt, bring it back online, save yourself.