The Object From Outer Space
The plastic fell aside and the semi-liquid contents spilled from the table onto the floor.
Chapter One: The Artifact
Garmond Garfield stared at the scorched patch of wheat on the family farm's east forty acres. Having read his share of science fiction stories, Garmond knew just what had caused this circle of blackened earth. A space ship from some distant planet had landed here.
Cautiously, Garmond stepped closer to the burned-over area. He saw where some of the wheat stubble had become trampled. The space aliens obviously had left their craft to examine their surroundings.
As he moved toward the trampled area, Garmond almost tripped over a small round white object lying in the stubble. He leaned over to pick it up, but an overpoweringly rotten odor assailed his nostrils. Gagging at the stench, Garmond backed away.
Chapter Two: The Examination
Lawrence Hampton, professor of science at Upjohn University, placed the object inside a glass enclosure. Though the mask covering his nose and mouth had kept the noisome aroma at bay, acrid fumes had his eyes watering profusely. He had carefully positioned the stinking artifact authorities had brought from some distant farm on a small examination table.
Now, Professor Hampton manipulated mechanical arms to probe the strange, smelly article. Metal fingers slowly drew back what appeared to be a plastic covering. The plastic fell aside and the semi-liquid contents spilled from the table onto the floor.
As the spacecraft tore across the universe, Commander Donz Megamt turned to the uniformed tour conductor.
Neither the glass enclosure, the laboratory nor the entire university could contain the released smell of putrefaction that spread over the university grounds, throughout the land and across the seas in a thick, choking, suffocating cloud.
Chapter Three: Aboard The Cruise Ship
As the spacecraft tore across the universe, Commander Donz Megamt turned to the uniformed tour conductor at his side. "Did everyone who wished to do so have time to take advantage of the rest stop?"
"Yes," Lipz Del replied. "A problem, though."
"The brat Seege failed to retrieve his packet of excrement and left it lying on the ground. I have placed his mother and father on short rations for the offense."
"Can no one follow directions anymore?" complained Commander Megamt. "Well, so be it. We haven't time to go back and recover the bag. We're way behind on our holiday excursion as it is."