Old Joe's wish for world peace was only exceeded by his uncontrollable desire to wipe out those who plotted against him. With each passing year, his foes had succeeded at reducing crop yields, livestock production and indeed all the positive outputs of his beloved farm. After five seasons, Old Joe had systematically wiped out the resistance to his plans. Yet, production was worse than ever. He couldn't understand why this was the case except for the fact that there must still be some kind of conspiracy hiding deep in the shadows. However all that was left was his faithful mule Charlie. Charlie had been by Old Joe's side since the beginning. They had worked the fields together for ages, but now, all fingers pointed to Charlie. Old Joe became convinced that it had been Charlie pulling the strings from the outset. Yes, that venerable mule had always wanted to run the farm and Old Joe still had work to do. With a single shot, Charlie was put down and the bane of Old Joe's existence was gone. Weeks later, the farm was just as withered and barren as before. Old Joe couldn't understand. Then he swore he heard the worms who were consuming Charlie's rotting corpse. They were plotting. They wanted it all. Old Joe was convinced that it had been them all along! email: [email protected] web: www.michaeloster.com