Legacy

Flash, this just in from the morning news.  Cargill Meat Processing Plant in Wakatoo, Michigan reports that upon arrival of first workers this morning it was discovered that during the night all four hundred pigs that were in the holding pens were dead.  Not a single pig left alive.

I’m Frank Wilson, I’m a government Scientist working out of Area 51. When I read that news I was so startled I spilled half my morning coffee all over me and my newspaper.  It was hot, ouch!

In any case that finished waking me up and straight to full alert.  I didn’t know whether to get dressed first or start making phone calls first.  I decided to get dressed first, in case of needing to make sudden departure to the pig scene. But before making any calls I went back to the Area 51 compound and to a deep storage facility that was maintained there.

I wanted to see rather or not an experimental weapon device was still there.  I hurried to where I thought it should be.  It was gone, only the dust revealed where it had sat.  The device was originally designed  to be used on enemy soldiers.  It was a sonic sound gun device that was supposed to disrupt neural and nerve centers thus causing  paralysis.  However, after tuning it to a frequency that would theoretically  work on pigs for test purposes.  And it did work on pigs.

The entire concept for use on humans (enemy soldiers) was abandoned after our measuring equipment made us realize that the bounce back factor of sound waves would also effect the user of the weapon.  Making its use suicidal.  It was tabled as not practical.

Of course bounce back of sound waves tuned for pigs would have no effect on humans.  But again who needs a pig gun, no one, or at least up to now.

I notified the Area 51 officials, and we started making phone calls to Cargill.  They told us they were devastated by the  huge financial loss they incurred with the death of so many, many pigs.  That they in conjunction with the State of Michigan had called in a number of medical, veterinary, and forensic experts to autopsy the pigs.

So far they said no evidence of mutilations and or organ harvesting.  No traces of poison of any kind, nor traces of any diseases.  In effect, no reason for death. The Cargill official I was talking to said someone even suggested mass heart attack.  That person had just trying to lighten the mood, but it didn’t help.  The Cargill official gasped when I told him that such was not that far from the truth.

I of course having earlier identified myself and where I was working at; then told him that have the autopsy experts examine the neural cells of the brains and just about any of the nerve strings in the spinal area.  That they should find unexplainable abnormalities.  I told them I was on my way and would detail things out for them when I got there.

Before I left I put together a team of top notch government investigators, sometimes know as the Men in Black.  They would report back to me.  We of course wanted to retrieve the device from whomever had stolen it.

I had a gut feeling that the thieves somehow had inside knowledge of what the device would work on. I also had to wonder if this might be a act of terrorism that could disrupt a major part of the nations food supply given relatively little time to do so, but do so effectively.  Maybe also a Jihad against unholy pigs.  Time was of the essence.

Myself and my team departed with all due haste for Wakatoo, Michigan.  Shortly after my arrival at Cargill I found out that what I’d suggested they look for they did, and found exactly what I’d suggested they would.  However, it made very little sense to them.

I explained the best I could without giving away all the national secrets, that a sonic device tuned to pigs was probably the cause of death as it was designed to effect the neural and nervous systems of pigs causing instant paralysis of all systems and organs; in effect the pigs lungs and heart and all other organs were shut down and since the pig couldn’t breathe nor get a heart beat; it died.  From a humanitarian standpoint it was noted that since the brain was also affected there was no pain.

Meanwhile my team was very busy.  The first report back was they suspected the device was used from a helicopter.  They were then checking all airports and helicopter rental places for recent traffic.  I supposed that they would even check on hospital helicopter ambulance traffic if need be.

As it turned out they were lucky and found a helicopter had been rented at the time of the incident.  They figured that false names and ID was probably given the rental agency; but would have to check it anyway.  Luck was with us, the two thieves were so confident of getting away slick that they gave their right names and addresses showing correct ID.

Needless to say they were readily apprehended and the device recovered.  They weren’t being very cooperative about giving the name or names of the inside men (traitors) at  Area 51, until someone threatened them with pouring blood from the dead pigs down their throat.  For some reason, maybe religious ones, they suddenly sang like a couple of Canaries who couldn’t stop tweeting.

And that ends the story of the Three Little Pigs Plus, plus being as in 3 plus 397 more.