Extinction Level Event Read Free

surprised. “What worms?” “Worms, Mike, worms. They’re all
over our front yard, crawling around like we just had a
thunderstorm!”. “Weird. Lemme see”. Mike pulls on a button-up
shirt, and heads for the door with Michelle behind him. He slips on
a pair of flip-flops and steps outside.
     
    “Jeez. You’re right. Look at ‘em!” exclaims
Mike once out the door, “This really is weird. What's happening? Is
the ground like too moist or something?? How much did those kids
water the plants?” “I really don't know honey”, replies Michelle,
“we’ll have to ask them about it”. “It doesn’t really matter. Just
leave them for the time being, they’ll go back in after a while.”
“Are you sure,” Michelle asks worriedly. “Yeah definitely, babe.
Just look at ‘em. By the time we’re back from work this evening
they’ll be back in the ground and nothing to worry about. You’ll
see.”. “Ok, fine”. “Lemme finish up breakfast, and get going you.
Hey, you should too,” chuckles Mike, and with a mischievous wave he
gets back into the house and closes the door behind him. Michelle
turns around and gets into her car. Revving up the engine, she
turns around and gets onto the road. They’ll be gone by the time
I get back, says Michelle to herself. Not giving too much more
thought to the matter, Michelle heads for her firm office and
doesn’t look back. Little does she know that this miniscule little
incident could be the beginning of a much greater problem.
     
    Miles Farm
     
    A day in the Corps is like a day on the
farm. Every meal a banquet, every paycheck a fortune. I love the
Corps!. Aliens happens to be one of Greg’s favorite
movies, and that line by the character Sergeant Apone often keeps
him working throughout the day on his farm. Getting out of bed, he
puts on some flip-flops. Walking out of the farmhouse, he goes over
to the chicken range and, after a minute of looking around, finds
himself two eggs. Ahh, breakfast! He brings the two eggs
into the house, breaking them and throwing the contents into a
frying pan. Simultaneously he throws two pieces of toast into the
toaster and opens the fridge door. Taking out coffee, he puts the
coffee in the coffee-pot to start heating it up. After about five
minutes, his breakfast is complete and he puts everything onto a
tray and plops it down onto the small wooden table in the middle of
the kitchen. A routine for many people around the globe, breakfast
for Greg Miles starts at generally 6:15am, earlier than many of his
fellow human beings. After a hearty breakfast of eggs, cheese on
toast, tomatoes and coffee Greg feels ready to get to work.
Utilizing his “new” dishwasher, he throws his silverware into the
machine and heads out of the farmhouse.
     
    Along the path to the cow-house, where the
self-milking machines are located, Greg notices some worms on the
ground. Kneeling down to check them out, he steps on a bunch and
then realizes that there are hundreds of them out of the earth. What the ----? It didn’t rain recently, what the hell is
this? Miles leans down and scoops a handful of dirt up with his
right arm. Definitely didn’t rain, the earth isn’t wet enough.
Why are they all coming out of the ground? Its like seawater is
coming in and driving them out. Greg gets up and continues to
walk the remaining hundred meters to the cow-house. He sees the
same phenomenon all along the path. Earthworms are burrowing out of
the ground in the thousands, wriggling slowly and meticulously on
top of the earth. Making a mental note to check back on the sudden
rise of the worms, Greg walks into the cow-house to check the milk
containers and carry to milk to the silo where he keeps it all.
Some milk will be sent to another location to be frozen and put in
cartons, the rest will be processed to become yogurt and various
sorts of cheeses. After taking care of the new milk, Greg walks
over again to the chickens to give them their feed. All in a
days work.