For years, General Hospital spoilers have teased that fragments of the madman’s legacy were still drifting beneath the surface of everyday life — buried in old WSB files,

whispered in hospital corridors, hidden inside the people he twisted and shaped. Now, a chilling new theory is igniting across town: someone has quietly revived Faison’s most dangerous ambition,

and the man holding the blueprint may be a figure few ever suspected. Cullum. He isn’t loud about it. He doesn’t grandstand or deliver theatrical threats

. But insiders say he moves through the remnants of Faison’s research with eerie fluency, as if he isn’t studying the work — he remembers it. Access codes fall into place. Dead ends open. Half-finished concepts begin humming back to life.

And at the center of it all? A shadowy initiative long believed destroyed: the synthetic ice project.

A Ghost Project Comes Back Online

Unlike many of Faison’s chaotic plots, synthetic ice wasn’t simply about revenge. It was infrastructure, leverage, global power — control over energy, markets, disaster response, entire governments forced to rely on whoever owned the supply chain.

When Faison supposedly died, most assumed the science died with him. The files were incomplete, encrypted, scattered.

Yet suddenly pieces are reappearing, connected by someone who understands not just the theory, but the intention.

Why Cullum?

That question is rattling Anna Devane the most.

Because the intimacy of the recent attacks against her — the psychological precision, the way old wounds are reopened rather than new ones inflicted — feels less like imitation and more like inheritance.

Is Cullum Faison’s Secret Son?

It’s the rumor that refuses to stay buried: Cullum may be Faison’s firstborn, raised in secrecy, shaped in the shadows, taught that Anna was the woman who obsessed and ultimately defeated his father.

If true, it reframes everything.

The harassment.

The gaslighting.
The elaborate attempts to make Anna question her instincts and even Faison’s death itself.

This wouldn’t be random cruelty. It would be generational revenge.

And if Cullum grew up on stories of Anna, she isn’t just an enemy. She’s mythology.

You don’t kill myths. You dismantle them.

The Shocking Names Being Pulled In

Here’s where the theory turns explosive.

Sources whisper Cullum isn’t working alone — and two figures long believed lost to tragedy may be key to the operation.

Nathan West.
Britt Westbourne.

Both deaths rocked Port Charles. Both felt definitive at the time. And yet, if someone wanted trusted insiders placed strategically within law enforcement and the medical system, who better than a decorated cop and a brilliant doctor whose “returns” could be wrapped in miracle and trauma?

Nathan back inside the PCPD would mean early warnings, redirected investigations, blind spots exactly where they’re needed.

Britt within the hospital system? Access to labs, records, pharmaceuticals, and, when necessary, creative explanations.

Together, they create a near-perfect triangle of intelligence, enforcement, and cleanup.

Terrifying not because it’s flashy — but because it’s plausible.

What About Peter?

Peter August, Faison’s acknowledged son, always played things too loudly. His use of mind-control technology, particularly in the Drew Cain nightmare, may have crossed a line.

If Cullum is running a quieter, colder version of his father’s empire, Peter’s recklessness could have made him a liability rather than an ally.

Some in Port Charles are beginning to wonder whether Peter wasn’t simply defeated by heroes.

Maybe he was allowed to fall.

Anna’s Kidnapping Wasn’t Desperation — It Was Data

Viewed through this lens, Anna’s abduction becomes something else entirely: a stress test.

Who panics?
Who investigates?
Who stays quiet?
What systems fail?

Anna survives — she always does — but she returns shaken, uncertain, doubting herself.

For Cullum, that may be the victory.

Power Without Fingerprints

The most unsettling part of this possible conspiracy is how ordinary everything still looks.

Coffee is poured at Kelly’s. Patrol cars cruise the streets. Surgeries are scheduled. Life continues.

Meanwhile, freezer warehouses tied to bland shell companies trade hands. Research components move in pieces. Funding flows through channels too boring to attract attention.

Real power, after all, rarely announces itself.

A Family Bound by Damage, Not Love

If Cullum has indeed gathered Faison’s scattered children — biological or otherwise — this isn’t some happy reunion. It’s a truce built on usefulness. Some may hate their father. Others may worship him.

Cullum, insiders say, doesn’t care which.

He just cares whether they follow orders.

Because if there’s one lesson he appears to have absorbed from watching Peter’s downfall, it’s this: blood doesn’t make you safe.

Obedience does.

How It Could All Collapse

In Port Charles, secrets never stay buried forever. Eventually someone notices the wrong timestamp, the odd lab request, the conversation that stops too quickly when a door opens.

And when unraveling starts, it won’t be neat. It will be fast, chaotic, devastating.

But until that day comes, Cullum remains exactly what makes him dangerous:

Calm.
Methodical.
Patient.

If Faison was operatic madness, Cullum is quiet administration.

And quiet can last a very long time.

For now, Port Charles carries on, pretending the air doesn’t feel heavier, pretending the past isn’t reorganizing itself right under everyone’s noses.

But if this theory proves even partly true, the town isn’t facing a resurrected villain.

It’s facing a dynasty.

And this time, the family business might finally be ready to win.