From: PSBF21E@prodigy.com (Kyle Cadwallader)
Date: 26 Aug 1996 17:39:57 GMT

The Conspiracy

        The bell rang to end the school day.  Steve walked out to his 
1987 4x4 Ford Ranger.  His best friend, Bob, came out and threw his bag 
into the bed of the truck.  It was a nice spring day.  Steve and Bob got 
into the truck, Steve started it up and shifted it into gear and took 
off. 
        "Bob, when are you getting your car back?  It's been two weeks 
since the crash." Steve said.
        "I should have it back by the end of the week." Bob said. Steve 
pulled into the gas station to fill his truck up. While he was doing 
that, he saw his girlfriend's car go by towards Newtown. Steve paid for 
the gas and pulled back onto the road.  The car in front of them pulled 
to a stop. 
        "What the hell is going on?" Steve said.  He could see cars lined 
up around the curve.  Steve reached down and popped the tape out of the 
radio. He tuned in the AM all news station.
        "This is Bill Brooks on 1425 KWZT all news radio. Routes 311, 
255, 12 are closed down into Newtown. Please find an alternate route 
around the jam-up.  We now go to Alan Black just outside of Newtown."
        "This is Alan Black outside of Newtown.  The Police have closed 
the town off to all people . They are not saying why, just to stay away. 
Back to you." Steve turned the radio off. 
        "What do you think of that?" Steve said. 
        "I don't know.  Want to go see?" Bob said.
        "Yeah, lock the hubs on your side." The two boys jumped out and 
locked the hubs of the truck.  Steve got back in and pulled his truck out 
of line and when into a corn field.  He put it into 4x4 and headed to 
Newtown. Steve drove his truck parallel to the road they just left.  
Steve looked in his rear view mirror and saw that a Jeep was following 
them. 

        The Ranger burst out of the cornfield into Newtown.  The town was 
a ghost town.  The pick-up pulled onto Main St. and the two boys saw what 
looked as though a bomb went off.  There was glass everywhere.  All of 
the windows were broken on the stores.  One store was not there.  The 
boys got out of the truck. 
        "What the hell happened here?" Bob said.
        "I don't know. But I'm heading that way" Steve said, pointing 
down the street.  They got back into the truck, pulled onto the sidewalk 
and drove for a bit.  Steve put the Ranger back on the road.  All of a 
sudden, he hit the brakes.
        "Why did you do that?" Bob said.  Steve got out of the truck and 
stood in front of an indentation in the road.  It was about as long as 
the Ranger, and about 3'' deep.  It was in the shape of a foot. "What the 
hell?" Bob said.
        "It looks like a big foot." Steve said.
        "Let's follow it." Bob said. They got back into the truck and 
went in the direction it pointed. They passed several more footprints 
before they went into a corn field.  There were several car or truck 
tracks that went into the field.  Steve pulled the Ranger into the path 
of the other cars and followed them.  It took them though a very large 
field and they ended up at an old barn.  There were trucks and cars 
parked there, with people going in and out of the barn.  Steve pulled the 
truck back into the field and drove to the back of the barn.  They got 
out and walked out of the field. there was a small, dirty window.  Steve 
wiped a look-hole. He looked in and saw the back of a huge leg.  He 
couldn't look any higher because of the size of the window.  He let Bob 
look in.  "I'm heading back to the truck. This is too weird for me." 
        "Fine. I want to look and see some more.  I'll be there shortly." 
Steve said. Steve walked around the barn and he saw a small door.  The 
door was not locked down.  He slid it up carefully and went in.  He was 
walking for a few moments when he heard a gun cock behind him -- the 
barrel went against the back of his head.
        "Don't move." a male voice said.  Steve heard the man take out 
his radio.  "This is unit 12.  I got a perp.  I need back up.  Out."  
Several men came running up with army clothing on.  "Put your hands on 
your head.  Move!" Steve walked with the men.  "Doctor, we found this 
person snooping around.  What do you want we should do to him?"
        "Handcuff him and make sure he can't leave.  I think he'll make a 
perfect test subject for project 4." the doctor said. 
        "Let me go!" Steve said.  They handcuffed Steve and threw him in 
a chair.  He looked around the place.  Apparently this barn was just a 
front for some sort of secret testing facility.  There was an elevator 
with people entering and exiting. "There must be more under this thing," 
he thought.  He finally looked at the thing that got him into this mess. 
It was a 15-FOOT WOMAN!!!  AND IT WAS HIS GIRLFRIEND, STACY!!!  Stacy 
looked out of it.  "These people must have drugged her to make her docile 
and cooperative," he thought. 
        "Come on, kid." a man with a big gun said.  Steve got up and went 
into the elevator.  The elevator came to a halt.  The doors opened and 
there was a state-of-the-art research facility hidden there!  There were 
people with labcoats, and people with big guns.  And in the corner, there 
was a guy mopping the floor.  This room was immense.  It looked bigger 
than 3 football fields!!  They led Steve into a small room, uncuffed him 
and threw him in, then shut the door with a dreadful thud.  The room was 
gray, with no windows or furniture.  There was a bright flash of light 
and an intense pain, and Steve passed out.

        Steve awoke in the same room.  "Let me out!!!!" he yelled.  No 
answer.  He slumped against the wall.
        "Steve." 
        "Who said that?" he said.
        "I am Dr. Spangler.  Welcome to Area 41.  You are part of a 
secret experiment.  You will be with us for a long time.  Please feel 
free to leave this room by opening the door by pushing on it.  I'm sure 
you'll like what's on the other side."  Steve walked over to the door and 
pushed on it; it opened and he walked out.  The door shut behind him. 
        "STEVE!"  That sounded like Stacy speaking through a megaphone.  
He looked around, but didn't see her.  "LOOK UP, SILLY."  
     He looked up, and up and up and up.  Stacy was huge!!!  She looked 
like a 35-story building!!!  But last time she was only 15' tall. 
        "Stacy, you've grown!"  Steve said, "bigger than before!" 
        "No," she said as she reached down and picked him up.  Well, if 
she didn't grow, then...
        "I SHRUNK!!" Steve said. 
        "Yep." Stacy said holding her hand out flat so Steve could stand 
up on it.  He stood up and passed out.  "Poor little guy...."



        To be continued..........In Conspiracy II.