Why did it have to be chickens?

Toni Crowe
Jul 17 · 5 min read
Photo by cottonbro from Pexels

“Chickens! Why did it have to be chickens?” Serena looked in the old red barn and saw a large chicken coop filled with a few hundred harmless-looking chickens. But Serena knew better. She sniffed. The barn smelled of chicken poo and rancid fat. There a dozen chick heads sticking out of the straw on the floor under the chicken killing stand. If this old barn…