Then an army . . .

. . . then an army of pigs came stampeding into the village. The commanding officer addressed the townspeople. "We heard the cook can no longer make doughnuts of mass destruction. We also heard one of our cousins' houses got blown down by some wolf. We are here for justice!" The cook tried waving to calm the pigs down, but could not. She tried running to them, but fell and could not get up. The pigs started freaking out in their fury and were oinking up a storm. Consequently,. ..

Fear spread . ..