Story 50. Written by Jim Waitlord

Once I went to my mother's house, she wasn't home. I went into the garden and saw her dog carrying something black in its mouth at the end of the garden. At first, I wasn't very interested in the matter, I went into the house, I don't remember what I had to do, but suddenly I thought to myself that I would go and see what the dog was carrying. I went out to the end of the garden, which luckily wasn't two kilometers long. The dog was standing next to the outbuilding wall and diligently digging in the ground with its nose. Even the fur stood up on my back as I approached, I felt that something not average and terrible was happening here, I felt it in my gut. The wind of death touched me. So with its nose, which was already covered in mud, the dog was burying something in the ground. As I got closer, I saw a grave that was almost completely ready. Only a black, dead head, the head of a completely black, dead little cat, was sticking out of the pile of dirt. I was startled and shocked. The dog just continued to bury the little cat, not sensing that I was there, it was trying so hard to bury the animal. Meanwhile, my mother arrived. I went to her and told her the dog had killed a little cat and was now burying it. She was distraught, oh my god, she said, that's the neighbor's cat, their most beloved little kitten, it was so cute, everyone loved it. We went over and scolded the dog, who slinked away meekly. Then we took a garbage bag and I put the cat in it and then we put it in the trash. My mother says, maybe we shouldn't even tell the neighbor, let her think that it just disappeared and then it won't hurt her as much as if she knew that the dog killed it. Then later she just told her, and it turned out that this cat was not that kind cat, but another one, which was also theirs but they didn't love it as much as the one that survived. So the grief wasn't that great. I had never seen an animal so obviously remorseful for its actions. It never came near me, whenever I went to my mother's house it always barked at me. But then it was at my feet and if it could have spoken, I saw on it that it would have said that I didn't mean it, I regret it, forgive me. It was close, I thought I'd kick it, as hard as I could, but I felt sorry for it and didn't hurt it. However, I told my mother that we should put it down, as revenge for killing the little cat, it's an old dog anyway, and it would deserve it. My mother said that it had killed another little cat before. Of course, she just laughed at my idea, we're not putting it down, she said. Then days passed and the dog struggled with guilt for a few days, but perhaps after a week it was over, and it barked at me the same way when I went to my mother's house, its ego had completely returned. Months passed, this dog had a habit that if someone left the small gate open, it would run away and roam the street, but it would come home in the evening, or the animal rescuer would bring it home. I often got scolded by my mother because I was inattentive and let the dog out. Then one beautiful day my mother was also inattentive and the dog ran away when she backed out of the driveway and opened the gate without locking the dog away. The next day I went to her for lunch again and she tells me that the dog hasn't come home, she even called the animal rescuer but they haven't seen it anywhere. Then another day passed and the dog hasn't come home since. My mother says the dog is not like a cat, which can disappear for several days, it is much more independent, so it must have died, or been hit by a car or beaten to death or something. I said to my mother, it's lucky that you let it out, what would have happened if I did. She said you wouldn't want to know what you would have gotten.

Let's think about it, would a being with minimal intelligence take the RNA-based COVID vaccine? It is obvious that the whole thing was just business. Maybe they even released COVID itself into the world in order for pharmaceutical companies to make money from it. People got scared, and the pharmaceutical companies quickly developed a vaccine for extra profit, which was practically useless anyway. Regardless, the epidemic would have subsided anyway. Maybe with fewer deaths. Evidence of this is that there were those who received the vaccine and died the next day. This data was obviously concealed from the public. They didn't test, they didn't pay attention to the side effects. Obviously, it takes years to release a drug, so that it can be approved after animal and then human experiments. This is the height of irresponsibility. How is it possible that researchers and doctors agreed to this? The governments also joined this crime, this crime against humanity. Because they amended the laws in the hope of profit, so that they gave the permission without any control. In fact, some countries even made it mandatory, say you can't go to work, travel, etc. So if you don't die from COVID, you can die from the vaccination. So this was a genocide, and this was just the first wave, beyond the still unknown side effects on the body. Only the side effects and the laziness of people's immune systems and the modification of these people at the cellular level, then it is a crime against humanity that all the genocidal people in the world combined are small fry compared to this. Think about it. Just if we look at the immune system, even apart from the side effects. The immune system becomes lazy, any other variant comes, it says, why should I work out with the defense, why should I waste energy on it when I have already defeated it without any effort? So the next epidemic will be much longer and much more deadly. Obviously, there will also be a vaccine for that, with which you can make money again, and it will have even more side effects. And the companies will generate even more profit. These side effects can affect even the individual but also the offspring, maybe. They have even condemned and zombified the next generation to suffering for a little money. Think about it, how many people who have already been vaccinated say that my body has changed, and I am not the same person anymore. It was much better before I got it, I felt much better. Maybe a switch has been built into the DNA code with which they can turn something on and off and control consciousness perhaps, or they can awaken conscious actions or emotions that they can later turn into actions, or they can regulate the functioning of the amygdala, or perhaps modify the composition of the brain. Obviously, these are just assumptions. Maybe the next vaccination is the switch, and people have to decide in the light of these, that they either choose the directed life of slavery or death. From here, it is up to the imagination what they are capable of. They can even be affected at a frequency of 185.63 MHz, they can achieve anything, there can even be a built-in antenna. Obviously only at high frequency. Or they can even generate errors in the DNA during division, thereby causing disease and then they could again make a drug for it. Their goal is not to kill, but only to sell the drug. Obviously a dead person doesn't take medicine. Just as tobacco companies are not interested in making a cigarette that kills a person because a dead person doesn't smoke. The drug and cigarette manufacturers are contracted to each other with the aim of not dying from smoking but to drag it out for a long time, but over time to get a disease for which pharmaceutical companies will find some antidote. They don't care about the suffering, their goal is to drag it out for a long time so that drug consumption lasts a long time. The therapy is also such that it drags it out for a long time, lest it suddenly heal. It is possible that the cure for cancer has long been available, but they are absolutely not interested in applying it. They may keep therapies expensive so that only cheap dumping products can be accessed.

Obviously, this is just an assumption. I don't see the future. This is just a short story. And there is writer's freedom, in fact this is not even set in the Milky Way but in the Andromeda nebula. However, if there are an infinite number of universes, then there are certainly some, maybe even this is one where this horror story is reality itself. In fact, maybe all these stories are only set in the Andromeda nebula and in our heads."

The COVID Business