A story about human stupidity, and pigs taking over and seeking revenge.
The former home of Chem Co. had not fallen victim to the sands of time. Even without constant maintenance the building looked just as the scientists left it. Inside however, nothing was the same. All the chemical handling equipment and storage tanks had been replaced with stainless steel tables and the walls all painted a glossy white. Bright florescent lights hung from the ceiling. The tile floor was clean and sparkling. In the corner sat a colossal meat grinder, its polished stainless steel glistened in the artificial daylight. If a person off the street had walked in, they would have instantly recognized it as a meat packing facility.
The pigs unloaded humans one by one. cleaned them throughly, one by one, and bar coded them, one by one. They were then packed into the small rooms in the basement. Each one was dark and damp with only a single light bulb illuminating it. The humans whispered quietly to each other, trying to make sense of what had happened. An entire town captured by mutant pigs.
All of the doors of the rooms opened suddenly and automatically. The humans, unsure of what to do, moved out trying to escape the evil prison they were put in. At the end of the hallway, another door opened. The humans, just like a heard of cattle, moved through the door, one by one, and stepped onto a conveyor belt. They screamed as metal teeth pierced up through their feet. The pigs had taken the liberty to make the humans suffer before becoming their dinner. The belt moved slowly, through chemical baths and showers, dissolving their hair and irritating their eyes. Now the humans moved into the clean and sterile room. They watched as pigs cut humans to pieces on band saws. The squeal of the metal carving through bone made many of the humans throw up on the belt below them. To the side of the room, children hung from hooks in the ceiling. Their stomachs slit open, blood dripping down their bodies to the polished tile below. Their journey was almost over. The belt was beginning to go up and up, up to the hopper of the colossal meat grinder. One by one, they fell into the steel teeth of the grinder. They watched in horror as all of their friends and family fell screaming to their death. Ground human oozed out into a plastic tub. A pig walked over and smelled the vat of meat. He grabbed a small piece of the warm flesh and put it in his mouth and grinned, “Tastes like chicken.”.
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