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You are the winner of the 
competition and are 
granted an audience with 
Calypso, the creator 
of the Twisted Metal
contest.  


As you speed into his 
underground garage, you 
spot him, surrounded by 
bodyguards and seated on 
a throne of broken car 
parts.  His face is burnt 
beyond recognition.  His 
smile is hideous.  He
speaks:

''As you know, I shall 
now grant any prize you 
request.''

''I won your contest,''
you shout in a gruff voice.  
''Now give me my prize! 
Give me the box!''

Calypso smiles and tosses 
you a heavy iron box.  It 
is a flight recorder box 
from a downed aircraft.  
Listening to the recording 
on the box, you now know 
why the government sent 
you to get it.  It contains 
evidence that an 
otherworldly craft shot 
down the airliner... 
evidence that we are NOT 
alone!

@S
As you speed off into the 
LA night, you are content... 
happy that the government 
will get what is rightfully 
theirs.  You also feel good 
knowing that the people of 
the USA can sleep tight 
tonight, kept in the dark 
about things they are not 
yet ready to know about.