The James Journal Jun. 2014 | Page 5

  4   Then, out of the blue, his radio went off. “Rover, this is Houston, do you copy, over?” “We have a copy, over.” “I am going to be frank with you here,” the man said. “We have a REALLY bad situation down here, and I am not just talking about in A  Pigocalypse  pig   Houston, over.” “What’s going on, over?” “There is some sort of siege going on... and humanity is being taken over by... pigs, contact with us. We need that information, and-“ an alarm interrupted him. “We have to evacuate. Over and out.” “How could NASA get hit?” Geoffrey over.” “No,” Bjorn said. He couldn’t believe that absurdity. “Is this a joke? Over.” “This is NASA, we don’t joke here. Have you looked down at the Earth? Over.” asked. “They should be one of the most secure facilities in the nation!” “We can’t worry about that right now! We have a mission to finish!” Bjorn commanded. Just then, he heard Megara gasp. Bjorn looked out again, but looked closer. The “clouds” he had identified earlier weren’t clouds at all. It was smoke. Chills went up his spine. How could this even happen? H