The Manifest

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Chapter 14

     "I remember you saying something about fuel the last time we talked about this." Edgar said trying to push things along.

     "I was getting to that." Jerome said as he put the chalk back down, "According to the 'experts', when two planes hit the towers at the World Trade Center, they created a flame so hot that it melted the metal foundations which was claimed to be 'the official cause' of their record collapse. There are photos that show the pentagon after the fire was put out, and I downloaded them off the internet for you to look at." Jerome took out some photos and started to pass them around.

     "That would explain why the printer is out of toner." Tuck said as Jerome handed the photo over to Edgar.

     "I think we can afford a little more now," Edgar retorted as he began to inspect the photo of the post-attack pentagon, "I don't understand, what exactly are looking for here?" Jerome walked up and pointed to a small corner of his photo. Edgar couldn't make out what it was so he grabbed a magnifying glass and took a closer look. He inspected the corner that Jerome had pointed at for a few moments and then he saw it, "Son of a bitch." Edgar said as he made the discovery. On the third floor of the Pentagon, there was a filing cabinet with a computer monitor stashed on top of it. Both are almost on the edge of where the gap of damage began and were clear as day to look at. There was one thing missing from this room and Edgar could tell immediately: fire damage. Both the cabinet and the monitor were not even singed, and the wall behind the monitor was white as if it had been painted that day… all inconsistent with a fire that Jerome was describing, "This doesn't look right, these things look brand new." Edgar concluded as he handed the photo for Tuck to look at.

     "Every one of the planes involved in the attacks was scheduled to make cross continental flights. They all left the east coast and were direct flights to California, which means Flight 77's fuel tanks were near capacity when it hit the Pentagon. That means the plane was carrying over eight thousand gallons of jet fuel that would and should have been ignited on impact. Can anyone here look at these photos and think that the damage on these rooms is consistent with a fire that has that much fuel involved?" Jerome paused for a moment to let that question digest. Edgar himself while not full convinced started to get that nagging feeling in the back of his head. Something was starting to look rotten in the state of Denmark.

     "What kind of fire would that much fuel make?" Jessica asked, pretty much hanging off every word Jerome was saying.

     "There was a study done by the Environmental Assessment Association concerning this issue and their findings were quite remarkable. According to the EAA, the amount of fuel that was remaining on Flight 77 should have burned for days and reduced most of that wing of the Pentagon to ashes. All that rocket fuel also should have had a BTU rate of over eighty-six million. The EAA also stated that the fire should have been over three thousand degrees, so we're talking a fire almost as hot as napalm. They also concluded that the velocity of the plane and the impact should have reduced that portion of the Pentagon to a pancake. That amount of rocket fuel also should have resulted in the removal of soil from the front yard of the Pentagon, as it should have been considered a hazardous spill and quarantined off for weeks until cleaned up. Yet none of the Pentagon's front yard was damaged, nor was some parts of the inside, as you can see on those photos. What happened to the fuel? If this was a terrorist attack, I doubt the attackers would have dumped any fuel before crashing. They would have wanted this sucker to be fully loaded for impact so that the fire would do as much damage as possible, which would explain why they selected cross continental flights for their attacks. So the damage that we see in these photos puts into question of what hit the pentagon because it's not damaged enough to be by something that had that much fuel. This doesn't make sense, and doesn't fit just like an airliner with a wingspan of over a hundred and twenty feet doesn't fit into a sixty five foot hole."

     "So you don't think a plane hit the pentagon?" Jessica asked somewhat bewildered by the suggestion. She was so used to believing what she was told by everyone since that tragic day. The government and the media kept telling her what to believe and after hearing it so many times, she believed it without question. After seeing her mom, she was willing to at least listen to anything regardless of how weird it sounded.

     "I don't think so. The blast, fire and damage the building took are more consistent with a cruise missile than a plane." Jerome said as he finished his visual display, "It would explain why there was no fuel to burn up the wing, and why there were little or no plane pieces on the ground in front of the building."

     "So who fired the missile?" Tuck asked someone intrigued by the notion, "I doubt Al Queda had that kind of firepower in their arsenal."

     "They don't. If it wasn't a plane and indeed a missile, then it would suggest that someone besides the usual suspects conducted the attack." Jerome said, "The number one suspect for this is the our own government." there were a few soft chuckles from some of the other workers in the outer offices as they were listening as well, "I know this sounds off the charts crazy, but I'm serious."

PJ Lowry

Edited: 07.11.2019

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