A stack of printer paper is left on a desolate cafe table. A few pieces of candy are left near by to draw other people to ready. How many people write this paper? A Man who wishes to be known as The Black Hare, is a man hailing from France. He came from a town known as Calias, pronounced as Kal-Ays. He's rather proud of this. He remember playing ball with a soldier from the U.N in his town. After the portal storms his home-town was reduced to ruins, with many living in trash. This is seen today too, as sadly our apartment block system has- seem to encounter many bugs. Many citizens are being locked out of their homes,. There are rumors that even the Monitors cannot find themselves proper housing in these times. How can the commonly known slogan as "Union Protects" be held true, if we ourselves often find ourselves mistreated and living in squalor? A rumor had been told to me by The Black Hare. Of a beast-man. A man who's skin peeled from his skin. This man has been said to kill both Civilian and Civil Protection. In response to this, the Union stuffed us into the housing that many of us have the unfortunate displeasure of living inside. Small, dank apartments which could be called Pig Pens. For some reason, we as a whole are always beaten and thrown around for the action of few.