Horst Hurenschwanz was watching the events unfolding on King Square from the safety of his office. He had a ring-side view of the crowds gaping at the huge metallic donut standing on its edge where the Cathedral once stood.
Captain Hurenschwanz picked up the phone and dialed the number of his boss, Minister of Porn and Propaganda Silvio Cagadero. He could hear the phone ring on the other end.
"Cagadero."
"Sir it's Horst Hurenschwanz. I'm sorry to disturb you at home at this hour but I think you'll want to get back to the Ministry."
"Why's that Horst."
"An alien spaceship just landed on King Square."
"You're joking of course."
"I'm afraid not Sir."
"Send me a car."
"Right away Sir."
Hurenschwanz replaced the receiver and pushed a button on the intercom.
"Yes Sir."
"The Minister needs a car at his residence. Now."
"I'll send one down Sir."
"Thank you."
The chief of the KSPB pulled out a bottle of whisky and a glass from his desk drawer, poured himself a stiff drink and emptied it in one gulp. Next, he poured another one and continued observing the square through his window.
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