Several flat screen tv's were blaring above his head. All on different channels denoting havoc throughout the world. A time when the Super Bowl
should be in full swing and beautiful girls cheering on their teams. A castle tumbles down in Scotland and tears flow from a woman's eyes, while
holding her limp dead infant. Wade could barely hold his head up to watch all the devastation going on in the world. The loud noises in his head
interfered to think reasonably which existed, before his eighth cocktail. Audible sounds of hissing and flocks of loud birds chirping in his brain
only he could hear. Wades attempts to drown the noises with booze to no avail.
The bartender mixes him another drink and tells him, " It's his last. It's time to go Wade your limousine is waiting."
Once Wade had everything life had to offer a huge mansion, expensive vehicles, two lovely children and a trophy wife. Money, Power and Greed was his
Life Force, for he was the Shadowy Power behind the Throne. Another television screen was focusing on a hospice for the sick and terminally ill.
Most suffering from a rare cancer, including Wades own family. His wife and two children could not escape the criss-cross patterns of the toxic
chemtrails. All three died just last year. Reducing the population was Wades goal and he enforced it...... And eventually it came back to bite
"THOSE DAMN PILOTS WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO FLY OVER MY HOUSE!", Wade yelled.
Wade knew a cure to cancer existed years ago, but it's secret known only to the Extremely Rich Aristocratic Society. Simply put, cures don't make
money pharmaceuticals do! He knew he had doomed his own family.
Joe the chauffeur assisted Wade into the back seat, of the long stretch limo.
"Do you want me to drive you by your P.P.P.'s sir?"
"Sure why not Joe? at least that's a dependable income."
Signs on Parade routes in small towns....
'P.P.P.'s' otherwise known as 'Private Prisons for Profit' and Wade was making Billions & Billions off them. Cram the Inmates in like sardines
and ignore the health care that's how the game is played according to Wade. Joe continued driving up into the high desert where single family
dwellings once were. Now there is nothing....No wild mustang, no desert tortoise's and no wildlife what-so-ever!
"Sir", asked Joe, "Whatever happened to all the wild mustang?"
Wade's response, "Oh hell, they were contracted out by BLM to a Livestock Company and sold for horse meat years ago Joe. Just as well, the poor
things were starving to death and dying of thirst anyways."
"No offense sir, but the mustangs looked pretty good to me." responded Joe
"What the hell do you know? I think the BLM knows more than you about the mustangs needs.", snapped Wade
"Well what happened to all the people who used to live up here sir?" asked Joe.
"Oh, they all whined about the buffer zones being eliminated between the prisons and their homes. I guess they must of moved or were forced out by
eminent domain. Stupid people, didn't realize we were helping their own town, during the economic downfall. Most likely had to take a loss and some
probably ended up in tent cities. Who cares? Now Shut-Up and drive I don't pay you in gold coins to talk!" replied Wade.
The limousine was within walking distance of the first prison when the GROUND BEGAN TO CRACK AND SINK!
"WHAT THE 'F' IS GOING ON JOE?", screamed Wade.
" I don't know sir? We must be having an earthquake", answered Joe.
He turned on the radio and there was just static. The television had no picture or sound and the cell phone had no signal. The limousine was sinking
deeper into the desert soil and a loud noise was heard coming from the vehicle. Joe was able to get out of the limo and noticed that the pressure
snapped off the U-joints and the Drive Shaft fell further down.
The ground was still moving and Joe yelled to Wade, "GET OUT OF THE VEHICLE NOW!"
The whole limousine sunk into the dark abyss leaving Wade and Joe wondering what was going on.
"What do we do now sir?",asked Joe.
Wade yelled, "What do you think we'll do idiot? You got two feet don't you? Start walking towards the prison!"