UNWELCOMED GUESTS: A GHOST STORY
Unwelcomed Guests was accepted for publication by Necrology Shorts in February 2010.
UNWELCOMED GUESTS
Will Trizma was a writer of ghost stories and mined the local countryside for legends and their settings. The area abounded in both. His wife, Joan, acted as his editor and sounding board for his ideas. At times, the only comment she would make is, “You’re sick.”
Not only did he write ghost stories, but he also dreamt of them. One night he conjured a most vivid story; a story from the future. But unlike most of his dreams, he could not remember this tale. The only recollection he had was that it was horrifying.
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It was the evening of August 15, 1949. The time was slightly before ten as a train made its way toward West Chester. There were fifteen souls aboard, counting the crew and passengers on this quiet summer night. The steam locomotive was pushing a caboose and two passenger cars. The weather had been stormy for days and up ahead the foundation of the bridge spanning Ship Road had been undermined by runoff. Jim Purvis, making his last run in a fully loaded fuel truck, slowly crossed the bridge. As he reached the span’s center, it collapsed leaving the truck astraddle the tracks. Jim could not believe he was still alive considering the load he was carrying. Although injured, he managed to climb out of the ravine and go seeking help.
As the train slowly made its way into a depressed section of track, the conductor, Ben Elliot, sat on the caboose’s platform and began filling his pipe thinking about sharing a late dinner with his wife. He looked down to light the pipe, and once achieving a satisfactory burn, he puffed contently and then looked up. The sight before him made his scream, “Holy sh…! He never finished the expletive.
The caboose rammed the truck, followed by the cars. The locomotive cut through the wreck until it reached the truck exploding the gas tank and turning the wreck into a funeral pyre.
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Writing is a lonely profession, and years ago Will sought out a local writer’s group for support and editorial advice. During a Christmas dinner attended by all the writers, Will and Joan suggested a summer party and volunteered to hold it at their house. As the day of the party approached, one spouse or two became sick and others were called away unexpectedly on business.
Will and his wife greeted their guests, their thirteen guests.
Their dog, Millie, a lab mix was her usual excited self with the arrival of every new visitor. Once everyone was there, she settled down and dozed in the sun.
The conversation was lively with all the creative minds present, and as dusk approached, Will was called upon to tell a ghost story. “Not dark enough yet,” he answered.
Dessert was served, and when there was no longer a hint of sunlight, and with the patio bathed in twilight, Will deemed the time right for his tale and went into the house. He returned with candles, one for each table, after extinguishing all the inside lights. “Now we have the right atmosphere,” he said. Will began his story and even Millie appeared interested, her eyes reflecting the candlelight.
The weather had been rainy the last few days, and at ten as he began to read, Will noticed a mist had begun coming out of the gull bordering one side of his property. A few guests had asked him earlier about the gully and he answered that it had once harbored a railroad track.
The mist became denser and soon overtook the yard along with the guests. One by one they all fell asleep, including Millie. As the wall of fog enveloped all present, fifteen human shapes began to form. The specters slowly made their way to the dozing, and one by one, entered their bodies.
The next morning, they awoke from their deep sleep and knowingly smiled at one another. Ben Elliot looked around, and Will’s eyes filled with tears. “We’ve waited sixty years for this moment.”
Millie awoke and growled. She knew there was something terribly wrong with her master.
THE END
ANOTHER RETIREMENT OBSERVATION
ANOTHER RETIREMENT OBSERVATION
I have reported, in the past, that ads saying they can tell you how much money you will need upon retirement to maintain your lifestyle, in my opinion, are scams. I feel the most important question which needs to be answered is how long you will live. The only people unfortunate to be able to answer this question with relative accuracy are those with a terminal illness.
Not long ago I heard statistics which gave me pause. It concerned salaries. I thought salaries are an important consideration needed in planning retirement. How long you will be retired and the changes in salaries and the price of goods are also important in determining how much money you will need, and I don’t see how anyone can accurately make those predictions, of course coupled with lifestyle.
I look at my own experience with starting salaries and length of retirement.
When I graduated from college in 1969 if you could find a job paying $10,000 a year you were lucky.
Not long ago I heard a report on salaries required by 17–28-year-olds seeking employment. One thing I found interesting is that it used to be during an interview salary was never mentioned until maybe the end. Now it appears that one requirement of the job posting is to list the salary along with the job description. Also, consider that the salary wanted by this age group, for many, is probably what they want to be paid for their first job.
Some applicants in this age group required a salary of $50,000-$100,000 to consider applying for the job. Twenty-five percent of this age group required a salary of $100,000-$250,000 to consider applying. Granted the salary considered great at $10,000 was 56 years ago. But some could be retired for 30 years or more. I’ve been retired for 17 years and can’t believe the increase in salaries and consumer prices since I’ve been retired.
Therefore, I think for anyone to advise you, upon retirement, how to have a financially worry-free retirement they would have to be able to predict the impossible.
First, and most important, is to determine how long you are going to live. That goes hand in hand with the salary you were making when you retired and at what rate salaries will increase during the rest of your retirement. And finally, the rate at which the price of goods will increase taking time and inflation into consideration. The answers to all these questions, I feel, would provide you with a worry-free retirement. But who, with any honesty, can provide the answers to all these questions?
MY SCAM EXPERIENCE
MY SCAM EXPERIENCE
I was on my computer when I suddenly got a blue screen from ‘Microsoft’ telling me that I was being hacked it had been locked, and not to shut off my computer. Also, the message gave me a phone number to call.
I called the number and was told all my personal information was at risk. They asked me for my cell phone number. I do not have a cell phone and that seemed to disappoint them. Then they told me not to answer my landline until the next day at 11:00 AM.
At some time during my interaction with them they asked to take control of my computer, and I allowed this. After all, I thought I was dealing with Microsoft. At some point I told them that, “I feel sorry for hackers because they lead such useless lives.” Little did I know that I was talking to a hacker.
When they called the following day they said they were going to connect me to my bank on a secure line. Now, the man I was talking to had a distinct accent. Who knows what country I was talking to? When I was connected to my bank on a secure line the individual I was talking to had the same accent. I immediately hung up, called my bank, and that was the end of the scam.
This happened more than a year ago. I don’t think I lost any personal information and had my computer checked to make sure there were no surprises lurking within.
I’m telling you all this because if you suddenly message from Microsoft like what I received telling you your computer is lock, which you will find is true, and give you a number to call, it is a scam. Shut your computer off and do not call the phone number. Hopefully, when you turn your computer back on it is no longer locked. If it is, you might need help to unlock it.
I hope you learn from my experience not to be scammed.
HOW DO PRIONS REPLICATE?
HOW DO PRIONS REPLICATE?
Here’s the prion information you all have been anxiously waiting for.
I never thought about this until I wrote Martian Rebirth, but think about it, prions are nothing but bits of protein containing none of the usual machinery, DNA or RNA usually required for multiplication of the organism. I’m not going to go into much detail because I don’t really understand it.
There are two types of prions and there are two theories on the characteristics of the prions, how they couple, and what is the result. The result of both theories is more prions. There is also a theory that other molecules are necessary for prion replication and here is where RNA from those molecules comes into play.
I also found out that the action of my prions from Mars is somewhat different than Earth prions. If you remember the prions from Mars start demonstrating an affect on the astronauts in a matter of months. Prions actually take 5 to 20 years to start showing an affect.
One last bit of information. In my story I mention that autoclaving does not totally destroy prions. The way to get rid of these little guys is sodium hypochlorite (bleach) or sodium hydroxide (lye).
Now you know what an ‘info dump’ is and have some knowledge of prion replication. Go impress your friends.
A SCAM, IT’S NOT MICROSOFT
A SCAM, IT’S NOT MICROSOFT
This post will be followed by another more lengthy post concerning scams I have experienced three times with my computer being locked with a screen saying Microsoft has found a security leak on my computer. There is usually a blue screen along with one or two others warning you not to turn off your computer. You are given a phone number to call. DO NOT CALL THE NUMBER.
Do turn off your computer. After turning my computer back on one time the screens and lock were gone, one time they weren’t, and I had to seek help to get my computer unlocked.
The first time I experienced this scam I did call the number listed. I will soon post what happens when you call the number
WHAT IS AN ‘INFO DUMP’?
WHAT IS AN ‘INFO DUMP’?
What is an ‘info dump’?
A ‘info dump’ is something writers try to avoid. In my opinion, an ‘info dump’ slows down the story and may result in boring the reader. Here is the condition which could result in an ‘info dump’ if the writer is not careful. It would be interesting if you now thought about some of the stories you have read and whether they contained an ‘info dump’ and if it affected your appreciation of the story. Say there’s a situation in a story which requires a detailed explanation to carry the story along. How the writer decides to explain these details could result in the story shifting from a story to a lecture and possibly bore the reader. What I usually do is first determine how much detail the reader needs to understand what is happening in the story. Then I deliver the knowledge usually with characters discussing the situation rather than writing a detailed explanation to inform the reader of what is involved in what is occurring in the story. Conversation between characters avoids an ‘info dump’. In my story, Martian Rebirth, I use the head of NASA conducting a press conference to include some prion information in the
PRIONS AND THE MARS INVASION OF EARTH
PRIONS AND THE MARS INVASION OF EARTH
While writing Martian Rebirth I asked myself, “How could enough prions, floating through space, be able to infect an entire planet. This recently resulted in a look at prion replication. Also, in avoiding including this information, I avoided an ‘info dump’.
The next two posts will involve an explanation of what an ‘info dump’ is and a look and prion replication and how, in my story, prion replication on Earth would be different than that on Mars. These subjects may not instill a burning interest in some. But some may be curious.
I wondered how prions multiply for they are nothing but strains of protein lacking DNA and RNA, standard requirements to multiply.
I also realized if an expensive exploration of my question in this story would probably result in an ‘info dump’ and slow down the story. So now that you have read the story what follows is the explanation of what exactly an ‘info dump’ is and a brief look at prion replication.
MARTIAN REBIRTH ANALYSIS
MARTIAN REBIRTH ANALYSIS
I mentioned before I posted Martian Rebirth that an Earth invasion was involved. That the invasion did not involve animal, vegetable or mineral. Now you know that the culprit was prions, those small pieces of protein known to cause disease, here on Earth, such diseases as mad-cow disease and its human equivalent. And these little guys are difficult to get rid of. They have been found on surgical instruments use during surgery involving prions. Remaining even after autoclaving (sterilization with heat and steam).
Yet if you were careful in your reading you will find that in the first part of the story posted Mars itself was invaded by an unknown source of prions which altered the planet’s inhabitance, for the better.
Perhaps after prion contamination of mankind, things will improve on our planet. Sounds like another story waiting in the wings.
My next post will be yet another concerning Martian Rebirth. The discussion will be the result of my being a former scientist and, currently, a writer.
The post will begin with a question I asked myself while writing this story. Perhaps you harbor the same question.
MARTIAN REBIRTH, CONTINUED
MARTIAN REBIRTH
Jeff Granger and Tom Nariba, mission specialists and the first men chosen to walk on the surface of Mars, waved to the cheering crowd as they approached the spacecraft that would take them on their journey. Behind them came Bill Griss, copilot, and Donald Summers, mission commander. They would remain in orbit around the red planet, mapping and performing scientific studies while relaying communications to and from Earth of the team on Mars’ surface. The astronauts craned their necks, taking in the massive rocket. The vehicle that would take them on a sojourn that would last eighteen months. The rocket was twice the size of the Saturn V used for the lunar missions. Composed of two stages, the first stage was used for the launch. The second stage would take them to the International Space Station where it would be refueled and the module containing the living quarters and the attached surface vehicle for exploration of the planet was already present. The fact that the booster could refuel at the International Space Station made the trip possible. Once refueled, the booster, along with the attached vehicles, would take them to Mars.
Jeff turned to Tom and said, “I still find it hard to believe we are going to Mars. We hope to answer major questions man has had about the red planet. Was there ever life on Mars? Does life, in some form, still exist?”
Jeff and Tom were in their thirties and entered the astronaut program ten years ago and had extensive training in space travel and more importantly were extremely capable scientists. They were excellent physical specimens, practically guaranteed to remain disease free for the length of the mission. Jeff, with his short-cropped blond hair, startling blue eyes, and athletic build, would not look out of place on a California beach. Tom topped Jeff’s six-foot frame by two inches. His unruly black hair and swarthy complexion hinted at his Arab roots. Both had loner personalities which would benefit them while working independently on the planet’s surface.
The psychological profiles of Bill Griss and Donald Summers were nearly opposite than that of the men going to the planet’s surface. These two were sociable and at ease with company in close places. Bill and Donald were test pilots – flyers. Their ability to make split-second decisions under adverse circumstances was why they were important to the crew. The little science they knew had been spoon-fed to them in preparation for this mission. This mix of personalities on the long journey to Mars and back to Earth was a healthy combination for the mission
The launch from Earth, on their epic voyage, was uneventful and surprisingly on time. Each man experienced a twinge of sadness knowing they would not set foot on Earth for eighteen months. But these feelings faded rapidly, replaced by the excitement of the adventure ahead. Donald Summers surveyed his crew as the bone-jarring launch made communication impossible and thought, We must prove that machines lack the flexibility that the human mind can provide when unforeseen situations occur. That man can digest data to answer questions that cannot be anticipated by robotic sensors. So much depends on the answers we provide.
Docking with the space station went smoothly. They would spend two days there before they made the final leap to Mars. The Mars module had to be thoroughly inspected one final time while their booster was being refueled. Jeff and Tom had practiced this procedure countless times, yet after all the training sessions, this time the procedure felt different. This time it was real.
With all the supplies loaded, they were released from the space station and the booster, along with its human cargo, slowly drifted away. With small positioning thrusts, the booster’s orbit decelerated. Before long the distance between it and the space station was more than one hundred miles. The booster fired signaling the beginning of the longest space journey man had yet to take. Griss was the first to speak as the Earth grew smaller and details blurred, “We’re leaving our comfortable planet to explore a distant world. I wonder what we will find and if we will answer the ultimate question, the possibility of life on Mars.”
The astronauts were kept busy on their trip by a host of experiments to accomplish and observations to make. Their spacecraft contained a refractor telescope for visual observations and an infrared telescope both taking advantage of being far from the Earth’s polluting light. The telescopes would be in constant use. Time flew by during the seven-month long journey to Mars.
Jeff and Tom had their own unique specialties and would spend four months exploring the red planet. Jeff was a biologist, looking for signs of life, including bacteria and viruses, and confirming the presence and the amount of water detected by unmanned probes orbiting the planet. Tom, the geologist, would study rock formations to trace the planet’s history. And with Jeff’s help, he would also drill into the surface for evidence which the presence of fossils might harbor.
One day, when they were halfway to the red planet, Jeff said, “Since I was a kid, I’ve heard about little green men. My favorite movie was ‘War of the Worlds’. Now I’m going there, and I still can’t believe it. The closer we get, the more anxious I am to know if some form of life could be waiting there for us.”
Tom answered, “I’ve been thinking about the prospect of finding life too. It will be a great discovery if we do. But it will also signal the end of our civilization’s conviction that it holds a unique place in a sterile universe. I hope we find some sign of Martian life. But at the same time, I sometimes fear the consequences such a discovery may involve. Would society have difficulty facing the fact that we are not alone.”
The four men were surprised how fast time passed on their journey. While they were conducting their assigned experiments, Mars went from a distant point of light to a discernable disc to a moon-sized sphere, and finally to a new world.
* * *
With the help of the onboard computer, the booster inserted itself into orbit around the red planet, an orbit that would take the craft over a previously discovered ice field. Jeff and Tom prepared to make their momentous journey to the surface. They separated their module from the booster and headed toward Mars. Their module resembled the lunar craft used long ago, but on a much larger scale for this was going to be their living quarters not for days, but for months. The module also contained a lab with many of the instruments normally found in a biology lab but miniaturized. When time came for them to return to the booster, the lower part of the module would remain behind with instrumentation that would continue to monitor the planet’s surface. Their living quarters would rejoin the booster and reattach for the voyage back to Earth.
The touchdown on the Martian surface set both their hearts racing. Each had wondered about the feelings this moment would produce. In the end, pure awe was the product. They viewed the pale red landscape out their window, contrasted against an ebony sky speckled with stars.. Jeff said to Tom, “I know it’s against regulations, but I think we should both take the first steps on to the surface together.” Tom happily agreed.
An hour later, they were suited up and ready to leave the module. As they stepped onto the Martian surface, they said the lines that were practiced for the audience back on Earth. “We bring the presence of mankind to our sister planet Mars. Fiction has dealt with the prospect that this red planet harbors life. We have journeyed to seek the truth behind the fiction.” Once the excitement of their first steps wore off, both men settled down to complete their assigned tasks.
The module had landed on the intended ice field. Tom took core samples and conducted seismic tests to determine the depth of the ice. He found the depth to vary between thirty and fifty feet. He already knew the dimensions of the field from orbiting observations to be hundreds of square miles in area. This would supply an abundant amount of water for future explorations and make possible the establishment of colonies that would serve as a stepping-stone for future space exploration.
Tom examined the Martian ice for signs of life by gently melting a quantity of water, then passing the solution through two filter sizes. The first filter would trap any bacteria present and would be incubated with growth media to see if any colonies would form. He used a microscope to check for the presence of bacteria, but none were present.
The second filter would be used to detect viruses and, if present, would be encouraged to proliferate. During these studies Tom wore a disposable bio suit to protect him from any life form present and worked in a miniature laminar flow hood. He ran test after test yielding no positive results for the presence of bacteria or viruses. He would also harvest water to be returned to Earth.
Jeff spent days roaming the Martian landscape while Tom remained close to the spacecraft. Jeff drove the exploration vehicle to distant geologic formations, taking samples and making measurements. He had never felt such deep peace knowing he was alone exploring the surface of Mars studying, charting and sampling the alien landscape. He found hints of the fossilized existence of life in the past, but detailed analysis back on Earth would be needed for confirmation.
The time to journey back to Earth rapidly approached. The astronauts had spent over three months working extremely hard in their quest to discover life and study the planet. Tom and Jeff were disappointed with their research results. They did not find firm evidence of any present life past or present. Perhaps the samples they were returning with would supply more hopeful results.
Days before their voyage home the crew orbiting Mars ran into their first major problem. The fuel cells’ mechanism used to manufacture water on the orbiter broke down. They would still be able to process their urine into potable water, but their bodies used more water than the processed urine could provide. They would never be able to survive the seven-month journey home on the dwindling water their urine yielded.
Mission control was notified. Jeff and Tom had fuel cells on their module to manufacture water while they were on the planet’s surface. But the part of the craft that contained the fuel cells would remain behind. The solution was obvious, a solution the astronauts had already decided upon but waited to be confirmed. The response from mission control said, “You are sitting on a vast amount of water. Fill the storage tanks on the surface module with filtered water filtered twice, to insure its sterility. That, along with your processed urine should provide enough water for you to return home.”
The Martian water’s pH was tested and found to be basically neutral; water on Earth was slightly acid due to dissolved carbon dioxide. Atomic absorption analysis was also run to discover if there were any dissolved minerals present. The water contained fewer trace minerals than water found on Earth. Later, as a mission control scientist studied the analysis he commented, “The Martian water is purer than what comes out of my faucet. Probably tastes better too.” Tom spent the last days melting and filtering water, then filling all the storage tanks to the brim.
The time came to depart Mars. As the two men watched the red surface recede to a red disc, they felt a twinge of regret. Their capsule successfully coupled with the orbiter that would take them home. As they departed Mars’ orbit Donald Summers said to his crew, “We did not discover any life forms currently present, but our rock samples may uncover the evidence of life in the past. After we return to Earth analysis of the sample we are bringing back may yield evidence of past life.” But each crewmember secretly harbored the fear that Mars was a sterile world. Perhaps mankind was a unique product of fortunate circumstances in an otherwise sterile infinity.
Four months into their return flight they found it necessary to begin consumption of Martian water. Tom was first to taste the water. “Bottoms up,” he said. He took a long drink then said, “This water does have a slight aftertaste, probably due to some dissolved minerals, but I’m sure it’s safe.. Bill responded, “You’re right. But I can tolerate the aftertaste for three months if the alternative is dying of thirst. The four men learned to ignore the strange taste, knowing the water was pure, and looked forward to returning home.
Jeff was the first to notice the beginning of the change. His thick blond hair had begun to thin, in fact, all the hair on his body began to disappear. He took to wearing a baseball cap to hide his change in appearance. One day Tom saw him without his cap and asked, “What the hell is happening to you?” His questions ceased when he found clumps of his own hair in the sink. Soon all four of the astronauts suffered the same malady, complete loss of all hair.
Bill and Donald both had families, which lead them to experience more anxiety than the two single astronauts. Bill said to Donald, “I have no idea what is happening to us. I sometimes try to think of my family but I’m beginning to have trouble.” With a weary look Donald responded, “I am too. I don’t know what’s going on.”
In addition, they experienced a decrease in the musculature of their arms and legs. Their arms and legs lengthened and became exceedingly thin while the little fingers of their hands withered and were lost. Fear of all the changes they had undergone was short lived for their brains were changing as well.
Two months into their journey home all communications with mission control ceased. The minds of the astronauts became confused, unable to focus. They found the words communicated to them from Earth alien but were able to understand the thoughts behind the words. Their thoughts remained bewildered until they crossed some strange boundary in their brains. They were now at peace knowing the mission they were sent to fulfill would be accomplished, but not the mission as planned. The four beings sat perfectly still and studied one another with their huge black eyes. They felt no alarm as their skin turned a grayish hue, and their skulls enlarged to become huge cranial domes.
Back on Earth, Emma Griss and Rhonda Summers, wives of the two astronauts, talked often. During one call, Rhonda told Emma, “It’s been so long since we’ve had any word from mission control. I’m sure there must be some kind of telemetry being received from the spacecraft. I wish they would give us more information.” The two women continued to call each other on a regular basis but their mutual hope was rapidly replaced by fear.
* * *
The space capsule separated from its booster and began its fiery descent to the Pacific Ocean. A fleet of naval ships was on hand for retrieval. Parachutes deployed and the craft landed precisely where intended. The computers had functioned flawlessly. Divers from a hovering helicopter jumped into the water to attach a cable to the capsule which delivered it to a nearby aircraft carrier. A specially trained technician opened the capsule’s hatch. With no word from the crew for so long he feared all he would discover upon opening the capsule would be four corpses. The sight that greeted him shocked and repulsed him. He immediately shouted for aid to remove the four.
* * *
A week after the four astronauts returned to Earth, after the most important space voyage ever accomplished by mankind, the world was still deprived of greeting their heroes. The press clamored for information. Questions ran rampant about the outcome of the expedition.
To alleviate all speculation George Fredrick, head of NASA, arranged a meeting in the building housing the astronauts with members of the media to end all conjecture.
The small auditorium was packed with international press. A remote feed to a larger room in another building held the overflow. The tension was palpable as the NASA head approached the podium.
“Ladies and gentlemen of the press, I have called this meeting to end all speculation as to the outcome of our Martian expedition and to introduce you to our gallant astronauts.
“But before I present them, I would like to say something about the conclusions formed from the samples Jeff and Tom obtained from their exploration of the surface of Mars. After extensive analysis of the samples, it is speculated that there is an extremely strong possibility that a primitive civilization had existed there in the past and was suddenly altered by a factor of unknown origin.”
George Fredrick waited for the uproar of the audience to die down.
“In a sense, from what we can determine, the inhabitants of Mars were manipulated by biological material perhaps journeying from outer space transforming a primitive species into a highly intelligent form of life by infecting the Martian water which changed the Martians into creatures designed by an unknown lifeforce. Analysis of rock samples from Mars indicates that two species of intelligent creatures once existed on Mars. This is, of course, speculation but this theory is the result of bits of fossilized skull fragments. Both skulls indicate, through size and structure, intelligent creatures. However, one was possibly far superior to the other in mental acuity.
“What is fascinating is that, through carbon dating, that the two forms existed together for a very short interval. The transition from one creature to another appears to be remarkably instantaneous. Our astronauts confirm the rapidity of this process
“As you all know, the one major problem experienced on this mission was the breakdown of our water-making capabilities. Because of this, our astronauts were forced to drink filtered, sterilized Martian water. We now know that even though this water was sterile, it was not pure.
“After our astronauts returned, the water was further analyzed. One method used was western blot technology to determine if there were any foreign proteins present. It was found that indeed there were. What we discovered in the Martian water was the presence of prions. These bits of protein, although not alive, can alter living beings. On this planet, prions cause mad cow disease and the human counterpart Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease.”
Fredrick next showed a slide of the Martian prion protein structure.
“Prions are virtually indestructible. Surgical instruments used where prions were present were found to still harbor the proteins even after being autoclaved. However, alcohol, which denatures protein, can eliminate them.
“These prions can apparently function as a carrier with transformation capabilities. By a manner not yet understood they can take over the biochemistry of whatever creature consumes them and converts that creature into what can only be called the Martain which existed at the end of intelligent life on the planet. This finding was truly unexpected. These prions were there for a sinister purpose. They harbor the unique property of creating alien creatures from any being that ingests them. They possess the ability to transform contaminated beings into those of the planet from which the prions originated. Our voyage to the red planet may have been the first time it had been visited by sentient life, but prions appeared first. The discovery of these prions demonstrates that there are forces at work in the universe that we can only begin to comprehend.
“One aspect of our astronauts’ return trip was puzzling. Why did they not contact mission control when they noticed the first physical changes? On Earth, prions affect only the brain. It is only conjecture, but we feel that long before any physical manifestations took hold, their brains were first affected. Once they had all ingested the prions, their brains were altered. We feel this protective mechanism prevented communication with any other beings except their fellow aliens. Now that the process is complete, we hope to find a way to communicate with our astronauts.
“Without further delay, I would like to introduce to you Jeff Granger, Tom Nariba, Bill Griss and Donald Summers – Martians.”
The door to the isolation chamber opened and there sat the four Martians with their huge black unblinking eyes. The reporters present reacted with horror and wonder.
With their mission in mind and knowledge provided by the prions, the four former astronauts consumed large amounts of Martian water knowing that their bodies would produce a copious supply of concentrated prions.
The four Martians quietly sat as they read the thoughts of the crowd. Each had in his possession a secreted vial of ‘concentrated Martian water thick with prions to transform the Earth into their home.
THE END