Here's something I saved from the heady days of CBTS: Lynn de Rothschild threatening the chan boards with death by... dehydration?
<3 BRUH <3
From one dwarf-watcher to another, I got you fam.
Predictive programming (ex: Denver airport murals, movies, plague-of-the-year fetishism) has been prepping us to accept a disease component.
Considering their multiple avenues of biological, cultural, and economic weapons to break us down this far, I figured they'd line up A and B, plus C in reserve if the job was unfinished.
It's a seizure. That and the "WHOOOOOOOA" moment with Bill on that stage.
The sapphire blue Zeiss glasses she wore until she died are supposed to help prevent seizures.