The men unloaded thelimp figures into the scrape that had been made with the small bulldozerwhen the stumps were cleared and then fired up the machine...and pushedearth over them.The agents monitoring them watched and did nothing to alert the menworking that they were being observed. They didn't even contact anyoneuntil the men had finished unloading all fifty bodies and covered themwith earth using the bulldozer. The men there stood and smoked afterwardand talked a while before they left. It was. Maybe we can go to that forest preserve you said your new friend showedyou. Find a tree to sit under or something." I'd like that Mom. I'd like it a lot. I really do need you to help mesort things out."So we talked some more and then said loving things again and hung up.I went around and made sure all the doors and windows were locked. Iturned on the area lights outside, and made sure the security system wasarmed. So far, so good.Then I went back to bed, still buck naked and unadorned. I wasn't. What’s going on with the guards?’ ‘Simple, Mr. Edwards. You’re being fired. We have put thousands of dollars into your research over the past year without an inch of progress to show for it. All you have given us were speculative notes on how to create a chemical to make people more susceptible to suggestion and more readily absorb commercials and other forms of mass media.’ John had just finished the compound, MC-125, but he never entered its progress in his notes. The stuff was potentially. I would have dressed up as something boring, but figured we'd have fun anyways. So the day of the 31st comes around and sometime in the afternoon I notice a flyer slipped under our door. It's a Halloween party invitation to the apartment right next to ours. At first I didn't think anything of it, but that was before I ran in to J a few hours later.As I'm walking out the door to go pick up some things from the store, J passes me and says, "I really hope you're thinking about stopping by my party.