A Prophecy

“I see it not now, but further. A man shall arise from a deep slumber, and bring woeful destruction to the bread of the earth. His teeth shall claw; his gums shall nourish themselves on the vanquished. All around him shall envy his lot; all around him shall cast eyes upon him, with ravenous intent. The sounds of monstrous mechanical beings hiss; the clanging of steel upon steel echoes beyond the hellhouse in which he lives”

10,000 years later

Spencer Small woke up and ate a sandwich. The eyes of his comrades gazed at him, tired from the work in that Chinese factory.