Sacs, Not Sacks

    The sacs were in the basement. That is known. One was visible on the floor of the front  wall, the other sac against the back wall. They are whitish-gray, almost colorless and rather amorphous in shape.  About the size of a standard feedbag, but each is more in shape  like a contained blob, enclosed in material resembling a membrane.  They do not look particularly heavy, but no one has tested their weight as yet. What they contain is unknown. No one has ever  accessed the container, nor is there any apparent means of doing so. It is possible, as theorized, that the sacs contain ideas or thoughts, in the form of words which are the basic components of both.

     The sacs  are available to whoever might be able to use them, but so far have been only casually considered. To those who are looking at the sacs in a rather disinterested manner, a bystander appears, a man more knowledgeable, and he offers this advisement, "Be careful," he says. "While these two sacs are benign, there is a third sac which you must watch out for. It will be seen above you. It is lethal and can throw itself down on you, actually attack you."  And there, to those who looked up to the basement rafters,  was the third sac, slightly smaller and rounder than the others.  No one moved.