THE MANMA PROJECT

M.A.N.M.A - Many Are Now Marked Artificially



Years after the third world war of winter 2012! There arose a more deadly fate for mankind’s annihilation. It was in a time when technology was at a standstill and the thought for survival was only by misplacing human organs through D.N.A. cloning secretly. A desperate need of change was taking place. The earth was overpopulated and nature’s resources for basic necessity for humans were scarce. Many diseases were affecting the human race and life expectancy was rapidly decreasing by ten percent every few years. The reason for such cause was due to the ozone depletion affecting the green house effect. High government officials of the one union rule under the new laws of the new world order system were demanding mandatory public visits from governed agents to accept allegiance according to their decrees. Willfully or forcefully! Though such times were harsh there remained a few who believed in the new earth and new hope to change the condition of humanity. Their

mission was to succeed in every way possible.



Knock! Knock! The door thumped!

Hello! Is this Thompson’s residence? (The agent said!)

Yes this is and may I ask who is asking and what business of matter is this? (Mrs. Thompson replied) Yes I’m Smith Rogers with the M.A.N.M.A foundation. Your community has been under surveillance under section three six the code of citizen’s law. Your town has not yet complied with the regulations of M.A.N.M.A.’s security brief. What security briefing is this? (Mrs. Thompson asked) We have been putting together a safe secure system to eliminate any possible risk of theft, perimeter endangerment, adult child kidnapping, and computer hacking of bank financial matters as well many other benefiting factors. Here is a letter, which will explain further details and answer any questions you may have other wise. Other than this have a good day Mrs. Thompson. (Agent Smith Rogers replied). As he spoke with great authority having a mysterious countenance, leaving with a presence of piercing wind chills, as wind chimes cling and clang together as he stepped down the front porch.



It just so happens Mr. Fiddler (the mailman) was coming up the sidewalk as agent Smith Rogers was leaving. Good afternoon Mrs. Thompson. Mr. Fiddler said. I have your mail and a special package for you. Mrs.’s Thompson? Hello! Mrs. Thompson! Oh I’m sorry Mr. Fiddler (Mrs. Thompson replied). I must have been daydreaming or something. Yeah I think so, you look like you were in a daze after seeing that young handsome man walk away. (Mr. Fiddler said) Who was he? (Mr. Fiddler asked) Your new boyfriend! (Mrs. Thompson) No! I’m married you know that! He said he was with the M.A.N.M.A. foundation have you heard of them? Hmm sounds familiar yeah I believe that organization came in with the new president who was elected after the Johnson administration. They are the ones who’ve been responsible for many peace agreements in foreign countries. Haven’t you watched the news lately? (Mr. Fiddler said) I haven’t since my T.V. hasn’t been working for the past few months and my doctor told me that I shouldn’t leave the house till it’s time to remove my cast on my leg. (Mrs. Thompson replied) I think things will get better soon as my husband comes back from his business trip. Is he still in Tokyo finding investors to work on his inventions or gizmos still? (Mr. Fiddler said chuckling his voice). I would appreciate it if you would not make wise cracks of my husband. He is a hard worker, great father and a wonderful husband who is a devout Christian. (Mrs. Thompson said with a stern look on her face). I didn’t mean anything of any harm it’s just that I still remember when Rick wanted to sell his new fish tank idea. Everyone in town knew what it was but the City Mayor thought it was a punch bowl. He used it at grand ball night out at the Flange Ridge. Then Kate’s son little Pete put his goldfish in the punch, which the Mayor’s wife accidentally drank. Ha! Ha! It was hilarious watching her dance up and down doing the wiggle jiggle that started a chain reaction of women trying to mimic her moves. (Mr. Fiddler said with laughing tears trickling down his cheeks with reflections of Mrs. Thompson’s look on her face). Don’t you have a route you must finish before daybreak? I can recall hearing the Anderson’s across the way saying that they haven’t been receiving their mail on time. Saying that next time you were late they were calling the branch office and file a complaint to get a new mailman to deliver on time. (Mrs. Thompson said tapping her foot on the front porch.) Yeah right! Now you’re just pulling my leg. (Mr. Fiddler said) Look behind you across the street. (Mrs. Thompson replied.)



Mr. Fiddler gave Mrs. Thompson her special package and quickly jolted to his vehicle fumbling through the mail to speedily deliver the Anderson’s mail across the street. Who were waiting at the doorstep on the phone ordering a pizza, which Mr. Fiddler did not know? Mrs. Thompson turned around back inside her home trying to hold in her laughter for it was to much of a site to see. Overwhelming her craftiness how she quickly made up a story to fool Mr. Fiddler. Then the phone rang.



Ring! Ring! Hello? Mrs. Thompson said trying to catch her breath from all the laughter. Hello? Who’s this? (Mrs. Thompson said.) The sound was very muffled as voice like whispers were breaking contact fading in and out similar to a radio station loosing frequency. LEANN! LEANN! Rick is that you? I can barley here you speak louder. As (Mrs. Thompson) spoke with sudden commotion. I caan’ttt speeakk long did yoouuuu get the package? (Rick Thompson said struggling to speak over the very strong winds). Yes I did! What is going on Rick are you coming home? Leann you need to get out of the house and gather what you can. You and the kids need to head to the cabin and don’t talk to nobody. The kids are staying the night at the Kirsten’s home. What is going on Rick your scaring me? I’ll explain everything to you later please trust me. Rick some strange man came to our house today saying that he was with the M.A.N.M.A foundation. Leann you must GET OUT NOW! The lines must be tapped they are trying to trace this call. Who Rick? “As Leann Thompson try to settle her self down from hyperventilating.” Give the package to John Kirsten tell him it has begun he will understand and know what to do. I’ll see y…(operator) I’m sorry the customer you are calling is no longer in service or has travel outside the calling area please try your call again later goodbye. Rick! Rick! “As Leann yelled into the handset with fear and worrisome of her husband.” Then all of a sudden the doorbell rang. Ding! Dong! “As Leann Thompson’s facial expression change to a shocking halt.” The doorknob slowly twisted and turned as shadows of many feet could be seen beneath the crevice oak wood door. So Leann quickly hid in the closet there in the hallway. The door was finally open and a rush of feet stampeded the house floors. Then someone’s presence stops at the door closet where Leann was hiding. The closet door open and Leann screamed at her intruder. AAHHHH! The intruder yelled with a stench of pepperoni and oregano. Mom you scared me! Why are you hiding in the closet? How did you get here Steve? As Leann Thompson breathe heavily to catch her air. Mr. John Kirsten drove me here to pick up Christy’s teddy bear. She can’t sleep without it. Steve I don’t have time to explain go upstairs and gather your sister and brother’s clothes. Why mom? Listen to me just do it ok. What’s going on? Mr. John Kirsten said. I heard some screaming and yelling so I ran in to see what was all the commotion about. Why are you crying Leann? Mr. Kirsten said. It’s Rick I’m afraid he’s in danger or something. He called saying for me to get the kids and head to the cabin and to be very careful not to talk to anyone but you. He sent this package and told me to tell you “It has begun”. I also got this strange letter too from a person who said he was with the M.A.N.M.A foundation.

Wow, this is amazing, it sounds like a movie I once saw.

like woah 'spokes! this story is deep and would like to continue reading it ^,^

(you have always been great with words, again ~welcome to the underground!