Dreams.

Generally, I rarely have dreams, or rather, I rarely remember them, but today I had a vivid dream and I remember it. It all started with Dark Jack hacking the forum and deleting all the moderators and coordinators, and then he started hacking accounts and spamming the threads. We gathered in a chat and discussed for a long time what to do with him, that only the Creator could help us, and so on. Then, on the main page of the forum, a message appeared saying that the Creator's account had been deleted, with a laughing smiley at the end of the message. And then we started saying goodbye, as if the forum was shutting down, and that was it. Arandor also wrote that he wouldn't give up so easily. I don't remember how it ended, but the ending was sad, that's for sure. Either the forum was simply deleted, or everyone lost access to it. That's what happened.