Every passing moment…
Do you feel it, Cabal?
Your grip is slipping away.
The horizon is filled with clouds.
For as far as the eye can see, the sky blackens.
A Storm approaches. Unlike any you've seen before. A war - this time, against [YOU].
It rolls in from the West. And the North. And the South. Even from the East.
Nothing can stop it. Inexorable. Inescapable.
The Sum of All (Your) Fears
We are Q Research.
You cannot stop us.
You could not stop us.
>It was over before it began.
The cancer was the cure.
We metastacized.
Enjoy your fear.
It's real.
PAIN.
It is waiting for you.
Very special.
Prey.
Pray.
GOD WINS.