In the shadows of the storm, whispers speak of hurricanes not born from nature but conjured by the hands of those in power. As the skies darken unnaturally, one cannot help but wonder if the tempest's fury is a weapon wielded by the government, controlling the chaos with a sinister precision. The roar of the wind might just be the echo of a secret unleashed, where each tempest could be the silent scream of weather manipulation gone awry. Things are about to get strange.

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