They called it a riot.

They called it sabotage.

But we were there. And we know the truth.

What happened last night at the Kaldren maintenance plant was not an act of violence, but a cry for dignity. Tired of long hours, dangerous conditions, and empty promises, the workers gathered calmly. No weapons. No threats. Just signs, voices, and a demand to be heard.

For a few hours, something rare happened: unity. Workers stood side by side, asking not for revolution, but respect. And then came the uniforms.

The intervention forces of House Varnholt arrived without warning. No negotiation. No warning shots. Just batons, boots, and orders to make it disappear. And they did. They made the chants vanish, the signs vanish, the people vanish.

Several workers were taken. Dragged into black transports in the middle of the night. We haven’t seen them since. Their families ask questions. No one answers. The factory has resumed operations as if nothing ever happened.

They called it order.

We call it erasure.

Let this be clear: silence will not protect us. And those who were taken will not be forgotten.

Their voices echo in the walls.

And we are still listening.

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