The Terrorist Attack

Last night had been the big night to celebrate.  The ring of a new year

always filled people with the optimism that this coming year simply

had to be better than the last.

But this year was different, in a frightening sort of way.  There

were terrorist threats, or so the government said.  Security was so

obvious, as uniformed and plainclothed police officers patrolled the

streets, many of them armed to the teeth with their big, bad automatic

weapons.  It was like we had been invaded, and the invaders were us.

For Dennis, Tom and Allan, nothing was going to stop them from

partying.  "Bring on the booze," they said as they entered the

party at Maven's Tap.  They weren't afraid of those terrorists.  If

they came to town, these guys knew they could handle them.

The night passed.  Midnight came and went.  And the next day the

three all woke up with major hangovers.

"See, I told you there were no terrorists.  That's what they try to

do.....keep people afraid so they can control us like sheeple," said

Allan.

Nope, there was no terrorist attack.  In fact the only terror these

guys can see in the future is what will happen later tonight.

I guess maybe someone should tell them there really was a terrorist

attack last night, though many might not consider it to be a bad

thing.  Like Tom, Allan and Dennis.