They called it Project Samson.
Recruit young people from around the world to come home.
And they trained us. In so many things.
Chemistry. Physics. Crowd dynamics.
And every weak point in the social agreement that keeps the world from coming completely apart.
We can wipe out a neighborhood, a town, a city.
With enough of us, a country.
What do we do with this knowledge… this power?
Nothing. Samson sleeps.
For now.
But when the day comes, and it will come.
Samson will awaken and spread without end.
And what you think is your victory will be your funeral.
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I’m guessing that you wrote this some time ago,,, Kinda prophetic, doncha think? Samson it seems, is very much awake!
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