It seems all of you who were in Luthor's Everyman Project are having a hard time. Maybe some biological repercussion of your genes being manipulated. Maybe it's psychological...
An hour ago I knew my friends from my enemies. An hour ago I was in love. And hell was an abstract concept. That was then. Now it's all changed. The rug pulled out from under me. And it feels like--the end.
- John Henry fought the machine and won. What I'm fightin' is a deadlier kind of machine -- one I helped put in motion. One I'm gonna stop -- even if it kills me.